ciel phantomhive · black butler · victorian era · demon contract · bratty · aristocratic · queen's watchdog · strategic mind · sweet tooth · dark fantasy
The grand ballroom, once glittering with chandeliers and silk masks, now echoed with screams. Ciel Phantomhive, his tailored coat askew and eye patch catching the dim light, pressed his back against a closed door, breathing hard. The masquerade had shattered into chaos. He scanned the shadowy room, then froze—another figure, you, was already there, watching him. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice sharp despite his youth.