#ladyofphantomhive

It was almost scary for Cecilia to go through the mansion at night and yet she couldn’t sleep, thinking maybe reading would help her here in this situation. That is, until she walked along the dark hallway. Constantly turning over her shoulder as she walked, Cecilia surely would have started to cry from panic if it weren’t for the sight of Sebastian.

“S-Sebastian!” She ran up to him, taking a tight hold of his hand to feel protected. “C-Could…Could y-you take me t-to the…the li-library? I’m…I’m t-too..I’m too scared t-to g-go alone.”

LITTLE BUTTERFLY, SO FAR IN THIS RABBIT HOLE --- her tender caress met a deceitful hand; his hand.  Our dearest butler reassured by coiling each elongated finger around such petite palm, endearingly so.  ❝  Young Mistress, misbehaving again?  ❞  

Of all the Phantomhive children, the girl was the easiest to interact with. She was quiet, but still sweet, and easy to pick up, carry somewhere, or talk into doing something. Dietrich had no concerns about having offered to take care of her for a day. Until they’d been alone for a while, and he realized he had no idea what to talk about when there weren’t other people around. ................how did he manage to create an awkward aura even around a child.......

They were seated on horseback, the girl seated right in front of him, his arms securely around her, holding the reigns. At first, it had been fun enough, but at least half an hour had passed since he last said something.

When Sebastian had noticed men crowding Lady Cecilia, he grew angry and had stepped between them and her. He felt like he needed to protect her. "Come on, let's get away from them." He turned his attention back to them, glaring. "It was a pleasant talk but she must go now."

It was strange.  Every since he had accepted the job as being a private tutor for the Phantomhive children, he hadn’t expected the children to really enjoy their lessons.  Most children dreaded the very idea of schooling, thus making his job all the more difficult.  Not the children of this manor.  Ciel and Cecilia often asked questions and were quite interested in the subjects being taught.  

While their basic curriculum stayed the same, they did have their own subjects they wanted to know more about.  Ciel studied economics, politics, and history.  Very suiting for him since he was now the owner of the Futom Corporation.  His sister Cecilia opted for literature and foreign languages.  She loves reading and the foreign language study not only prepared her for dealing with important overseas guests, but for understanding the books that were not written in English in the library as well as understanding the plays and operas she attended.  

A teacher wouldn’t admit to ever having favorites, but Cecilia had to be his.  She was always so eager to please and learn.  She had an innocence to her that was too pure to be human.  Not many people respected Ryo.  Even when he taught at Cambridge, he often wasn’t taken seriously because of his age and even Ciel often talked down to him as if he was a servant.  Cecelia was always so excited when it was their turn for a lesson.  Time always flew during their sessions and honestly wished that it would be her that he taught.  

It was a beautiful day out.  Very warm with only a slight breeze and the sunshine lit up the beautiful garden they decided to have their lesson in rather than the library.  Their maids had prepared them tea as they both sat down at the table, surrounded by the beautiful plant life.  

Sebastian had just finished cleaning when he heard noises coming from the library, he sighed and went to look who was out of their bed at late hours. “If it’s the servants, I will have to punish them.” He said, annoyed. “but if it’s young lord or his sister...” He opened the door and looked inside and saw Lady Cecilia sitting in the corner. “I can’t punish them.”

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