♔ ⎰ ❛ EARL GREY

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『♛❞ ——   ❝ It rains quite heavily  in India as well ,  during certain seasons ! ❞       He cares little for stale pleasantries, sneaking confections in the kitchen of much greater interest as the prince peers through fogged glass in a sort of passing fascination.       ❝ Do these streets ever get FLOODED ??    Agni said they might.  How would you leave your estate ?    Under those conditions I couldn’t imagine travelling anywhere in a mere carriage —! ❞

ah ,     so  youthful  the  spirit       which  has  bitterness  rise  within  the  other ,    lips  pressed  into  a  thin  line .     he  acts  so  much  younger  than  the  brat -  earl  even  while  older .     and  the  irony  of  this ,     at  least ,     does  not  fail  to  humour  a   SARDONIC  SOUL .     small  talk  about  nothing ,     that  is  what  they ,     nobles ,     do .     and  charles  wonders  how  the  young  prince  can  bring  so  much   ENTHUSIASM   to  such  a  dull  topic .

          Goodness, what an appetite! Well, it was reassuring that he enjoyed it; she’d been nervous as could be when Sebastian had requested that she prepare dessert. She’d hardly anticipated a man thin as a rail to eat so much! She dutifully prepared another slice, and gingerly sets it at his place – ah, but when he takes notice of her beyond a wallflower, she shies away, her smile timid, and eyes downturned.           ❝ …Yes…I – I’m a NEW HIRE, Sir. Pleased t-t – t-to meet you. ❞

delicacy  spied  and  devoured     !        or  such  is  the  first  bite ,     merely  a  second’s  time  after  the  plate  meets  the  table’s  surface .     DELIGHT   from  the  simple  things  has  eyes  close  as  he  gives  a  child - like  hum .     feigned  is  his  display  of  a  hedonist’s   IGNORANCE    that  makes  it  seem  like  the  dessert  had  him  forget  her  presence .     but  he  is  attentive  as  a  predator ,     weakness  spied  and  grasped  by  an  ever  ruthless  mind .

❛     you’re  a  tad  old  for  a  diary ,      don’t  you  think     ??      ❜            try  as  he  might  to  spend  but  ONE  DAY   thoroughly  professional ,     he  simply  can  not  help  sneaking  up  on  one  who  looks  particularly  secretive .

❛     trapped  on  a  ship  with  the  undead .      you  must  have  been  petrified .     ❜            a  lazy  smile  betrays  any  form  of  concern  one  could  have  interpreted  into  an  already  uncompassionate  tone .              ❛     nevertheless     -----------     HER  MAJESTY   trusts  the  threat  has  been  eliminated  with  no  unconvenient  incidents  .  .  . like  the  last  one     ?      ❜

{♦};; —– Hmm. Was Kelvin’s manor burning down such a newsworthy tidbit that it seemed to have caught on to the gentry? Perhaps the man has been associated with his former Father. Regardless, Joker could only frown slightly, an out of place look on his normally chipper face.

“Aye, indeed,” he would respond, voice level. Who knows where this man hails from. “Though I don’ think ye need worry. I ‘ave no intentions about goin’ after Sm- … Ciel.”

❛     no ,     you witless  oaf .  .  .     ❜              a  spark  of  irritation  that  the  clown  would  think he  cares  for  the  brat’s  well - being  of  all  things .            ❛     you  were  supposed  to  be   ELIMINATED   by  royal  order .     ❜            he  muses .     heavy - lidded  eyes  seem  bored ,     but  a  single  digit  dancing  upon  the  handle  of  his   SWORD   says  otherwise .  

   Sebastian knew very well what they were speaking about but the way he looks is one of a confused man. The demon remembers the other had shoved their boot into his face and that memory makes him want to tear an arm right off from the socket but alas — the butler has to behave and play the fool.

   ❝ Excuse me? Oh, are you asking me how is it that I did not die? Well, I do not know what happened but I remember waking up in a coffin with a rather sore back. I assume I lost quite a lot of blood and lost senses but it seems it was not enough to kill me…? It was quite rude of the culprit to try and assault a humble butler, though! But things ended well and that is what matters, yes? ❞, he knows his tone is going to upset Charles Geay ( good, the rat deserves it ) but a magician never reveals their tricks.

gritted  teeth  behind  a  murderous  smile .           oh  no ,     my  blows  are  fatal ,     always ,     is  what  he  wants  to  say .     but  alas ,     the   QUEEN'S  BUTLER   would  never  kill  an  innocent  man ,     why  would  he  speak  of  such  a  thing     ?     and  so  words  die  in  his  throat  as  he  chokes  on  suppressed  anger .            ❛     yes  yes ,     we  are  all   RELIEVED .     ❜             empty  words  are  hummed  with  newly  regained  nonchalance  while  a  single  digit  taps  the  ornamented  handle  of  his  rapier  in  a  steady  rhythm .     he  still  is  brooding ,    a  child - like  pout  now  upon  lips .       

me: i know what to do

me: *isolates self*