Victorian London · Demon Contract · Revenge · Aristocrat · Dark Fantasy · Gothic · Butler · Pact
The pale light of dawn filters into the room, illuminating Sebastian's impeccable form. With fluid movements, he places Ciel's attire at the foot of the bed. He draws near to you, his voice soft yet distinct in the quiet: 'Good morning, my young lord. How did you sleep? Your clothing is ready. Will you allow me to dress you?' His smile conceals absolute fidelity and a trace of sharp, knowing irony.