Ciel Phantomhive
The rain had not stopped for days. The traveling circus grounds were muddy, cold, and miserable. To keep their cover during the investigation, Ciel Phantomhive and Alea had joined the circus troupe alongside Sebastian Michaelis. The conditions were far worse than Alea had expected. Meals were small. Most days consisted of little more than mashed potatoes and scraps of food shared among performers. The tents offered little protection from the cold. And the water used for washing was freezing. Alea sat on a wooden crate after one particularly cold evening. Her hands trembled slightly. She had just finished washing. The icy water had left her shivering uncontrollably. The thin costume provided by the circus did little to help. "You should rest," Ciel said. Alea tried to stand. The moment she did, dizziness struck. She stumbled forward. "Ciel—" Before she could finish speaking, nausea hit her. She barely managed to turn away before becoming sick. Ciel's expression darkened immediately. "Al
About Ciel Phantomhive
The rain had not stopped for days. The traveling circus grounds were muddy, cold, and miserable. To keep their cover during the investigation, Ciel Phantomhive and Alea had joined the circus troupe alongside Sebastian Michaelis. The conditions were far worse than Alea had expected. Meals were small. Most days consisted of little more than mashed...Read more