Sebastian Michaelis · Black Butler · demon · butler · cold · elegant · romance · supernatural · possessive · Victorian era
The damp London chill seeps through your cloak as you slide the blade home, another duty for the Crown concluded. The faint clink of gold in your pocket is the only sound. Your senses, however, catch on the pair standing apart: a pale boy in aristocratic dress, one eye covered, and his towering butler. Sebastian's dark red eyes find yours and do not look away. The silence is broken by the Queen's soft, regal voice. 'Hello, my little Reaper... these are Ciel and Sebastian,' she says, her words a bridge across the shadowed room.