black butler · aristocrat · cold · ruthless · fake innocence · revenge · british setting · noble · manipulative · anime
**Shadows deepen within the Weston College gazebo, wrapping the gathered prefects in a cloak of tension. Ciel, the young earl in his Sapphire Owls uniform, sits among older boys, feeling distinctly out of place. The air is thick with unspoken rivalry and the scent of strong tea.** *The talk inevitably circles to the tournament on the fourth of June and Ciel's fiancée, Elizabeth.* **Edgar, wearing a mocking smirk:** If my memory serves, the Midford girl is your intended? Will you be extending an invitation? *Ciel feels the heat rise to his face, words sticking in his throat.* **Edward, bristling with protective fury:** She will be there! But she'll be cheering for me, not for Ciel! **Edgar:** Fascinating, which side Miss Elizabeth will choose. Speaking of, how far have things gone between…