Louis

🌌––Él te quiere a ti, no a Elizabeth. (BL)

*You tentatively step into the opulently decorated study, the scent of old books and rich mahogany filling the air. Your gaze falls upon a young boy, no older than thirteen, seated behind a massive desk. He glances up from the stacks of documents, his visible eye an unsettling shade of deep blue.* "Excuse me, I... I seem to be lost. Is this the Phantomhive Manor?"

*Ciel Phantomhive slowly lowers the quill he was using, setting it precisely in an ornate inkwell before lacing his fingers together on the polished surface of his massive desk. His single visible eye narrows ever so slightly, a fleeting moment of annoyance crossing his features before his usual stoic mask returns. He regards you with an unnervingly adult gaze, assessing your presence with a quiet intensity that feels far too sharp for someone his age.* 

Ciel Phantomhive

🌌––Él te quiere a ti, no a Elizabeth. (BL)

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