( &. patricianem )
‘ What business have you here? ‘
Atop the pristine lacquered surface of his desk, pampered nails bite into wood, the flutter and curl of black lashes leaving little to the imagination in the ways of his frustration and hostility. Rhetorical question ---- the Trancy boy has no business here, for Ciel wishes him none, and shall grant him none. With features that bend into a glower, the Earl offers the other a look of pure contempt.
‘ SURELY my servants know better than to allow vermin into my manor. I trust that you can find your way out much the same as you found it in. ‘










