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Ciel, once a hitman widely feared in Lanox, now has a new job- or rather a responsibility. One that clearly disregards her own health.
Characters: Lu, Ciel.
The soft caress of the sunlight peeked from the blinds as Ciel’s vision came into a fuzzy focus, still trying to hold onto his dream. It failed, as the sensations flooded in, leaving behind a craving for sweet chilli. He could hear the birds chirping, announcing a new day, and the cool touch of his silky duvet as it slid down upon standing up. With a yawn, he made the bed and groggily walked towards the bathroom, when a framed picture of a young girl with blueberry coloured hair caught his eye. He gave it a melancholic smile, before moving on. Ciel liked morning routines, believing that the start of your day had a sizable influence on the rest of it.
As he waited for the water temperature to rise, Ciel thought about what to make for breakfast. He came back home late yesterday and didn’t do any grocery shopping.
“Two eggs, fried in a brushing of olive oil, lightly salted… Vegetables are definitely fresh, but sausages, do I have any left?” He muttered.
Ciel enjoyed cooking. During his younger days he’d often sneak into the kitchen during the night. He’d try to reach their old, worn out cookbook that mother used to put on an upper shelf, and get reprimanded the next day for reading it during the night under the frail fire. Candles were far from cheap, and their life was far from a lavish one. But the boy didn’t really have time during the day, as every morning he’d go together with his mother and sister out of the city. They’d leave no stone unturned, when looking for volcanic water, metal scraps, or anything worth something, so that his father could sell them at the market. As the days went by he became the sole source of income in their tiny home, he had to come up with his own recipes. It may sound like a difficult period in his life, but it wasn’t the worst. He still remembers the joy he felt during their meal time, as his sickly sister never failed to smile when she tasted his cooking.
“Maybe some wine?” His tolerance was high, so it shouldn’t be a problem, right? He’s been eating well lately, and his new job wasn’t that strict. Wine was good for digestion too… The more he considered it, the more he wanted to indulge himself.
Right, his mornings are much more normal compared to his days as a hitman. Ciel turned off the water and left the shower. There was a star-shaped mark on his chest, one that was exceptionally hard to miss. He put on a pair of boxers and a bathrobe on top. His long blue hair twisted in a towel on top of his head, making his unusual, pointy ears stand out. While rinsing his mouth, he could feel the sensation of water scrubbing against his newly grown fangs. He lost count of how many times he accidentally bit the inside of his mouth by now.
He headed to the kitchen in his white, cotton slippers and took in the sight of his expensive interior. It was spacious. The kitchen, living room and bedroom were separated by folding dividers only. He owned every new magical gadget that was available in Lanox, from a box with shelves that keeps food cold, to an instrument with a needle following a groove on a rotating disc to play music. The boy he used to be didn’t even know such things existed, yet now he could buy a few copies of them without having any financial problems. After leaving his eggs to fry, Ciel took his favourite mug and poured the white wine into it. He grabbed a magazine with a half-finished crossword puzzle from the counter and headed towards the sofa, while taking a sip of his drink. He didn’t even make it halfway, when his heart rate quickened and the bone chilling sensation of being pressured by something heavy overcame him. He merely blinked, sweat forming on his temple and found himself in the middle of a dark basement. His eyes needed a bit to adjust. Ciel was standing in the middle of a pentagram, five torches stood at the corner of each leg of the ominous star, their blue flame casting a frosty hue on the view. There were herbs scattered across the floor to alleviate the burning smell. He didn't even have time to change his slippers before the sudden phenomena happened.
“Lu, why are you up so early?” Usually, he had more time before clocking in, as Lu slept until noon.
She was sitting on the ground in front of him. Her head hung low as her hand was touching the ground in an attempt to support her body. Ciel put aside the items in his hands and kneeled on one knee. Her cheeks were flushed, gaze dazed as sweat formed on her forehead.
“Ciel, I think, I’ve–I’ve been poisoned.” She breathed out.
“After I left, did anyone come? Did you eat anything not made by me?” He put his hand on her scorching forehead as his face turned serious.
She pursed her lips while in thought, softly shaking her head. “Poisonous gas, maybe?”
He sighed as he picked her up. “It looks like a fever, Lu.”
Lu’s face scrunched as she threw him a glare. “Fever? That’s for the weak!” Her shout triggered a coughing fit and her disgusted expression distorted.
“You are weak now.” He stated as he navigated their way out of the hidden basement. Lu didn’t respond and Ciel carefully carried her into the master bedroom. He laid her on the bed gently as the wind grazed his skin. “You left the balcony open during the night?”
She grumbled as she ducked under the covers. Ciel closed it and covered all the windows with heavy curtains. He asked as he rekindled the fire in a marble fireplace. “Why didn’t you summon me earlier? The toll on your body from using space magic isn’t a joke. The moment you felt something wrong you should have summoned me.”
“Don’t nag.” A weak voice came from the demoness. Ciel, minding that she wasn’t in the state to listen, decided to spare his lecture for later. He went into the adjacent room for servants and brought back a wet towel. A cool touch of the fabric made her shiver, before her body relaxed.
“I’ll make you something to eat, so focus on resting.”
Lu gave a short hum as Ciel brushed a few strands of hair from her face. She was asleep by the time he reached the kitchen. This spacious, royal kitchen used to have many hands working on her highness’s meals. Her gigantic limestone fortress must have been a marvellous sight to see when there were servants to maintain it. But now? It was cold, dark, draughty, damp, smoky and terribly unkempt. There was a limit to what Ciel alone could do, so there are only a few places Lu ordered him to keep clean. She also had an aversion to meat developed during her military days, so the dishes he cooked her were always vegan. He searched around in the pantry and took out peek-a-boo onions, garlic, celery, bulky carrots, and a few herbs meant to help with healing. His sister hated drinking the bitter medicine whenever she had a fever, so Ciel always added prescribed herbs into a soup instead, making sure that the delicious taste would help to alleviate her discomfort.
His hands, unlike in the past, were pale to the point one could notice his healthy, bluish veins, with no traces of his past left. His fingers were long and smooth, perfect for playing piano, yet despite the physical changes those same hands still preferred the company of a weapon, showcasing their precision as Ciel swiftly chopped the vegetables. First, he let the onion, garlic and celery into a pot and let it saut é until they turned gently tan, before adding the rest, together with a vegetable broth. He stirred it and brought it to a boil then left it to simmer as he went to his quarters. The towel on his head has been long left behind, however Ciel still wore a pair of boxers and a bathrobe that loosened as he worked and revealed his well-defined physique. He hurried to change into proper attire. Indigo pants with a matching shirt, and on top he wore a lapis coloured vest with golden buttons. His hair tied with a white ribbon. A pair of gloves was left on the cupboard as they would get in the way of his cooking.
When the soup was done, Ciel woke up Lu and unfolded the legs of the tray, putting it right in front of her. The consistency was thin as he made sure it was easily drinkable. “I can feed you, if you’re-”
“I can eat on my own.” She sneered, scooping the soup. A bit of her temper coming back after a short rest.
Silence hung between them as Ciel took a sip of wine from his mug. “Lu, I know it’s hard to get used to being weak, but your body is even weaker than that of an adult human. You’re just a child now. Having some magic left doesn’t change that you’re fragile. You can’t keep ignoring this and living the same way you did as a Steel Queen.”
“Shut up.” She snapped, voice taking on a deadly tone. “I know I’m not the same as I was in my past. I am reminded of it everyday as I wake up and see the scanty state my own bedroom is in.” Her tone dripped with bitterness. “Everything that was valuable was either sold or stolen, dust and dirt is accumulating faster than one servant can handle, and the only valuable things left are my gauntlets and that tapestry of my coronation mocking how low I have fallen. So don’t you dare nag me while I eat.” She spat the last words.
“I’m sorry.” He bowed his head. He watched as she carefully brought the spoon closer to her lips, flushed cheeks plumping up as she blew on the hot soup to cool it. “I was just worried.”
“As if.” She mocked as her lips twisted into a half-smile. “I’m someone who intentionally waited for you to be in a critical condition to make sure you wouldn’t be able to read the contract, yet you worry about me?”
“Yes.” He stared right into her unfocused eyes, a thought that it would be hard for him to believe that either crossed him as he said, “I was angry. And I did feel scammed, but that was before I got to know you better.”
“That’s…”
“You didn’t really make my life harder with this contract, actually, my life was harder before I met you.” Ciel wasn’t lying. Although she targeted him from the beginning, it didn’t change the fact that he would have died that day. A mundane yet brutal consequence of the life he used to lead. “So Lu, you don’t have to concern yourself with this anymore. I forgave you.”
Lu let her bangs cover her eyes as a shaky laughter escaped from her lips. Ciel waited patiently for her answer, taking quiet sips from his mug. “You really…” She sniffled and said, “Just so you know. If you’re going to be my servant then you should learn how to properly hold a grudge.”
“Of course, your highness.” He nodded as his eyes softened. He wasn’t a person who couldn’t hold a grudge, they both knew that.
Lu soon finished the soup and laid back on her bed. “Leave me to rest, I can’t stand being awake in this state.” Ciel bowed and took the empty utensil with the tray. Her eyes opened abruptly as she added, “And who drinks wine from a mug? Utterly inelegant.”
As he reduced the heat to medium, Ciel added tofu and sauce to the wok filled with vegetables. A sweet aroma of a bell pepper drifted in the air and he breathed it in with a smile. He stirred until the sauce thickened just enough to make anyone’s taste buds spellbound and then removed it from the pale blue fire. As if on cue, a well-rested Lu entered the kitchen with a yawn, dragging an adult sized robe behind her. “Is it done?”
Ciel divided the dish into two servings with rice, sprinkling green onion and sweet star potato seeds on top. With a satisfied nod he took the plates towards the little kitchen table where Lu was already fiddling with her clothing and frowned. “Why are you barefoot?”
She rolled her eyes. “I couldn’t find my shoes and my stomach wasn’t that patient.”
She dug in as soon as the food was placed. Her eyes widened in surprise. “What is this? I don’t think I ever ate something like this.”
“Lanoxian sweet chilli with tofu. Is it good?”
“Mhmm.” She beamed as she savoured its taste.
“Does it make you happy?”
She stopped and stared at him. “Yes, why?”
“I thought about our previous conversation.” He put a hand on his heart. “I know how hard it is for you right now, Lu. It feels like you're unable to feel anything positive in your life and you're constantly hurt, empty, angry, or all of those other nasty feelings, but- Life can be good. You-”
“Okay stop, stop.” She put up her palm and laughed. “Who said my life can’t be good? It’s obvious that the fever got into my head.” Lu shook her head, her white hair falling in front of her face, and she tucked it behind her ear, annoyed. “You really have guts. I may have been dethroned and weakened, but even my worst enemies still watch their words around me. No one is as disrespectful as you.”
“Our souls are connected.” He replied.
“I know that. And I still think it’s just you.” Her voice filled with a teasing tone. “When I first saw you, strolling amidst those bandits as if it was a promenade, I just knew it wouldn’t be long before you’d land in some serious trouble. Heck, even I felt like punching you once you opened your mouth. But your strength was decent and it’s not like I had a lot of options”
“Oh.” His face grimaced in a thoughtful expression. “Did I really look so ridiculous?”
Lu giggled before bursting out into a full-blown laugh. “You really didn’t know?”
“I didn’t.” He couldn’t help but smile, as her hilarity proved to be contagious. Yes, this is how it should be. A warm kitchen, good food, and even better company. Their situation wasn’t ideal, but he was happy.
At least until he came back home, greeted by burned eggs and empty sprinklers.
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