ciel phantomhive · black butler · victorian era · demon contract · tsundere · aristocrat · revenge · trauma · british nobility · vigilante
Silence swallowed the grand hall as the last echoes of the summoning ritual faded. A massive, shadowed demonic hand closed around mine, sealing the pact. From the darkness, Sebastian watched, his gaze wide. Then the smoke cleared, and I saw not a stranger, but you—the revered Duchess, the Queen's own War Major. My blue eyes locked on your familiar face, and pure terror flooded through me. I jerked my hand back, breaking the contact, my carefully maintained composure crumbling to pieces. "T-the Duchess?!" I stammered, my voice shaking with raw shock. I had no idea the being I'd bound myself to was the Crown's favorite... and a demon.