“I’ve always accepted Elizabeth as my fiancee.” murmured the Earl. “It is a fact that I had accepted since the day I was engaged to her.”
Ciel had been to young to understand the concept of marriage when he was younger, but now, he certainly understood the weight that word carried. Eternal matrimony with his cousin, Elizabeth Middleford. Elizabeth had accepted readily too. Ciel wondered if she still wished to go through with it.
Afterall, Ciel had changed during those few painful years and had been molded into something almost completely unrecognisable.
“I didn’t have an option back then. It was my parent’s decision, and I shall see it through till the very end unless Elizabeth wishes to break it off.” It wouldn’t have been fair to her otherwise. “Kuroko on the other hand, is a complete stranger to me. The separation would be easier since we’re both unwilling to participate.”
He sighed and ran a hand through his slightly blue tinted hair. That is, until he was suddenly pushed into a shop. He protested with a rather indignant squeak before he was engulfed within cloth after cloth attire.
He hadn’t cared to count, what with the seamstress twirling him round and round and her yelling at Sebastian for awkwardly covering the slave mark with his hand every time he was stripped of one attire and fitted into the next.
By the time they had finally stepped out, mountain of boxes in hand, Ciel was probably a little green in the face as he steadied himself against the store window and took deep breaths.
“That was extremely satisfying, don’t you think so, bocchan?”
“…” Ciel was speechless. And nauseated. He had half a mind to slap the man, but if he had enough energy to do so, he probably would've keeled over and puked his guts out the second he was done. Instead, he quipped. "Wipe that stupid grin off your face."
It definitely wasn't the best he could manage, but in his current state, he decided it was enough.
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