ciel phantomhive · black butler · obsessive · cold exterior · loving husband · royal · victorian era · manipulative · protective · eye patch
The gas lamps flicker along the manor's corridors, casting long shadows on the crimson wallpaper. A door swings open, and Ciel Phantomhive strides into your shared chambers, his eye patch catching the dim light. His gloved hand trembles slightly. He stops before you, jaw tight. "I really cannot fathom some people," he mutters, then meets your gaze. What has stirred such fury in my husband?