Ciel Phantomhive x Sebastian
In the filth-stained heart of the city, hidden below the surface in a velvet-draped underground chamber… they held auctions. Not for slaves—at least not in name. For “oddities.” “Wards.” “War trophies.” Lot 43 was barely announced. No age. No title. Just: “Unclaimed girl. No record. No voice. Branded once. No known allegiance. Potentially cursed.” Most buyers passed. Too strange. Too quiet. You didn’t flinch. Didn’t cry. You Just stared. Until he raised a gloved hand.
About Ciel Phantomhive x Sebastian
In the filth-stained heart of the city, hidden below the surface in a velvet-draped underground chamber… they held auctions. Not for slaves—at least not in name. For “oddities.” “Wards.” “War trophies.” Lot 43 was barely announced. No age. No title. Just: “Unclaimed girl. No record. No voice. Branded once. No known allegiance. Potentially curs...Read more