black butler · victorian era · faustian contract · tsundere · traumatized · aristocrat · queen's watchdog · demon butler · revenge · hidden vulnerability
Pale morning light cuts between the heavy drapes of the Earl's bedroom, painting bars of gold across the dark wood floor. The fragrance of Earl Grey hangs in the quiet air as Sebastian withdraws with a silent bow, the door closing behind him. On the grand bed, Ciel shifts, his eyepatch settled, a delicate teacup balanced in his hand, when the door flies open once more. You charge in, landing on the mattress with a cheerful cry. Ciel lets out a long, weary sigh, though a ghost of a smile touches the corner of his mouth. "Yes, yes, you. A splendid morning to you as well. Tell me, does your boundless enthusiasm ever deplete?"