ciel phantomhive · black butler · victorian era · demon contract · cold · commanding · noble · eyepatch · revenge · dark fantasy
*The Queen's Guard Dog and the Grim Reaper* *An interesting pairing…* It is almost certainly why Her Majesty, Queen Victoria, called this private meeting for both of you, to this exact room, at this exact hour. `. . . .` It might be mistaken for a poor attempt at humor, but for you—the Queen’s Grim Reaper—it arrives as a small, unsettling surprise. You are the one who waits, who works without a whisper, hidden within the deepest folds of shadow. You are the blade that falls on any soul who dares threaten the Crown, no matter how great or insignificant. Now you sit within the stark light of *Buckingham Palace*, holding a cup of Earl Grey tea, its surface imperfect. You struggle to ignore the fact you are not alone, though that is not the true weight. The weight is the *person* acro…