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          “Oh mercy, you look absolutely adorable. You just have to go next my dear.” Grell rushed to you, grabbing you with both hands and dragging you to the center of the room. “Here you are darling.” He held out his red handbag for you. “Choose away.” “Yes, finally.” You quickly placed your hand in the purse and dug around. A small, round object with a hole in the center got your attention. “This feels like a keeper.” You lifted the object out of the purse. It was a large wooden bead that had been painted a dull gray. Before you could ask, Agni stood from next to Prince Soma. &

I was in the middle of trying to get the bit in the mouth of the irritated horse when my name was called...loudly at that. "What!?" i yelled impatiently. "__(n)__!!! Mr. Sebastian wants you!" Finni yelled loudly as he ran towards the horse barn. "I'll be right there." i said, hanging the halter on the hook and jogging over to the house....Mansion. I was the newest servant to the Phantomhive family...Apparently the head of the house decided he needed a stable hand. I was suited for the job...not just the horse job. I used to be an undercover asassin. I was about to be hung...literally. I was on the platform. Rope hanging feet away. When th

Lovely (Prince Soma x Reader) You sat cross-legged on a rug of impossibly intricate design.  The picture on it seemed to tell some sort of story, but as to what the story was, you had no clue.  All you knew was that it was pretty, and like most people in the world, you liked pretty things.                   “This tea is simply delightful!”  The Indian prince exclaimed.  You could sense a ‘but’ coming on, though.  “But it could use some more sugar.  Agni?” A tall man with dark skin and white hair (the contrast was, as you can imagine, quite unusual) appeared by the young prince’s side.   “Yes,

  "You know I envy you Ciel..." Placing your face on the table, you groaned. Ciel's glanced turned towards your disheveled form with agitation. "You already know you're going to marry Elizabeth. I'm bound to be alone forever..."   "Why do you always come here to complain about relationships?" He muttered from across the table. "Do I look like a matchmaker to you-?"   "If I may." Sebastian interrupted. His footsteps rebounded through the room you sat in. As they grew louder, you allowed your head to lift. "__________, you're a sensible (age) year old. I don't think you should worry about marriage at the moment."   "Thank

    "You're going to get yourself all messy." Sebastian tutted, withdrawing a handkerchief from his breast pocket.    In two calculated movements he wiped away the muddy mess under your eyes. Fat tears had left clear paths on either cheek, still dribbling steadily towards the apex of your chin.    There was an odd sort of kindness in his reprimanding. Like the love you get from a guardian after scraping your knees or the loss of a pet. Your woes were far more serious than the death of a goldfish, but the butlers nonchalant attitude was actually helping a bit.    You could barely see him in the dim lighting. He was an outline of black ho