♚ Twenty-Eighth Move - {Text}

[faustianphantom]

What a pointless day.

[There is a lengthy pause before he starts writing again.]

I can only imagine how she would react to this change in scenery. [He doesn't think about Elizabeth terribly often, but it's hard not to when the city transforms itself into such a girlish paradise.] It's best that she's not here. I'm certain I would hurt her feelings by calling all of this a waste of time. But it is.

It's like any other holiday. It will come and go quickly enough; and only those who have a reason for celebrating it will recall it.

I'm pleased I'm not one of those. [Or is he? Ciel likes lying to himself as well.]

[Another pause.]

At least my manor will remain unblemished by gaudy decorations.

Comments

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

- so now you're bitter and loooooonely ♥

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I didn't ask anyone. The she I was referring to is my fiancee. She isn't even present in the city.

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

...oh. Oopsie.

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

Indeed.

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[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

It's... okay... Mr. Phantomdwarf...

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

Even if the only person who would probably ever go with you isn't here -

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

You can still come to the ball and be anything but your naturally social self.

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[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

It's Phantomhive.

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[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I am loyal to her. It would be improper to ask anyone else to spend this holiday with me.

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I'd rather not.

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[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes, you've made that perfectly clear, Ciel Phantomdwarf!

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

Anyway - you can come without an escort. The Master of Ceremonies hereby gives you permission. This would be your cue to thank him.

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[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

So why don't you listen?

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I'd rather not. The Master of Ceremonies is welcome to invite someone else.

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

...my, my. What a stubborn person.

I suppose we'll have to save you a piece of cake and keep it at that.

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

You expected otherwise?

...very well.

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

Well... to be honest, I was quite sure you'd come, if you got a personal invitation. It certainly seems appropriate for someone in your position: a little bit of begging, or people humbling themselves with a request, and that should cover it! But I guess it wasn't meant to be this time.

But, you know, it's a pity. The cake'll be fairly spectacular.

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I missed the part where you begged.

Sebastian makes better.

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[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE WAITING FOR, REBELLIOUS PHANTOMDWARF?

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

I'm sure that's an easy reassurance to give yourself without trying the rival product, hmmm?

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[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

Actually...yes. Beg.

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I don't need to. I've tasted many cakes and his are always the best.

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[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

What a beautiful, unwavering devotion to your butler's cooking! Such intensity, such love, such allegiance, such duty, such pride! Truly, the bond between Master and severely underpaid Servant is unrivaled!

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

Someone this inconvenient can't be begged.

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[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

[...]

How do you know he's underpaid?