Sebastian paused briefly where he stood, walking his Master back to the carriage as apparently the case had absolutely nothing to do with England's Underworld and the Young Lord wasn't needed.

However, Sebastian had a feeling that he himself was needed. Though, as he wasn't in contract with who he believed was calling for him, he couldn't be certain. He couldn't leave his Master's side either.

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Kadence shivered in the unfamiliar gloved hand, her emerald eyes squeezed shut tight. The fingers tightened around her body as she screamed that name out.

"He will not come for you. Not yet at least. However, when he does, he will only be walking into a trap," a pair of golden eyes watched her from above. "My master currently wishes to see you. And whatever my master wants, I see that he gets it."

The redhead paused in the grip, letting his words sink in. Could it really be possible? Words like that would leave Sebastian's mouth too. Could this man be another demon? It would make sense with how calm he seemed and how easily he got past Finny, Meyrin, and Bard.

She lifted her head to speak, only gasping in utter surprise. They were no longer in the Phantomhive mansion, but a new place entirely. It seemed to be another mansion. "Your master. I don't know who your master is."

"Of course you don't, you haven't met him yet."

This voice was so near emotionless compared to Sebastian's. It sent chills through her entire body.

"Claude! You're back!" A higher pitched voice chimed, and running sounds of footsteps drew her attention to a door as it flew open. A blonde boy with pale blue eyes flew into the room, wearing a dark violet coat.

Kadence couldn't see much over the fingers around her body as she stared with wide eyes. He was so energetic, but she got a bad vibe off of him. She could feel her body beginning to tremble. Taking a deep but shaky breath, she curled into herself to try and disappear in the fist. It didn't work though. Those pale eyes landed on her immediately.

"You got her, fantastic! That's my Claude! Now, hand her over," the blonde grinned and extended his hand palm up. His eyes were watching Claude expectantly.

Kadence felt the grip around her body disappear as she was dumped into another unfamiliar hand. She winced as she landed harshly on her arm, frightened tears welling in her eyes. They began to spill down her cheeks. "P-Please...wh-what do you want with me? I-I'll do anything."

As those three words left her mouth, images of when Sebastian had first found her showed in her mind. His harsh yet curious gaze, his gentle touch. Would she ever feel it again? Her heart ached as she thought of the demon she loved who would never really return her feelings.

"I know you will. That's why I want you here. Claude, why don't you go fetch some sweets while she and I talk? She can't cause any harm, I can handle an insignificant thing like her with literally one hand tied behind my back!" The blonde laughed loudly as his pale fingers curled overtop of her, sealing her in darkness. The grip wasn't tight, just tight enough to keep her in place.

Footsteps echoed around her, doors opened and closed, but she couldn't see where they were going.

When the fingers finally uncovered her, she squinted to avoid being blinded by the light that shone around her now. She lifted her arms and covered her head while her arms got used to the light.

"So, Sebastian's hasn't killed you yet. Fascinating. Claude says demons don't care about anyone, so why are you alive?" The boy spoke up.

Kadence found herself sitting on the top of a large desk, the blonde sitting in a chair in front of her. His legs were crossed, one arm propping his head up as he stared at her. "I-I...Sebastian is my friend. I-I know that he's a demon, a-and by just the way he treated me, this...Claude is one too." It wasn't hard for her to guess who Claude was. That golden eyed butler who broke into the Phantomhive mansion, taking her from people she cared about.

"Friend? Really? How does something like you gain a demon's friendship?" He leaned forward, pale blue eyes looking her up and down. There was no cruelty behind his gaze, but pure curiosity and fascination. "Do tell."

"H-He would always say I intrigued him," she tilted her head to the side. "What...wh-what's your name?"

The blonde again smiled down at her, placing a hand against his chest while he spoke. He obviously thought highly of himself. It reminded her of Ciel, only with far more energy and certainly more smiles. "What an absolutely shitty move of me. My name is Lord Alois Trancy, and you are in my mansion."

"K-Kadence. A-A pleasure to meet you, Lord Trancy," she stood and gathered the skirt of her maid uniform, politely bowing. She hoped to get on his good side early on, unsure what he wanted from her. And Sebastian taught her well. She was a simple servant after all; she shouldn't address anyone higher up than her by their first name.

Alois smirked and leaned back in his chair. "Either you're being a kiss ass or you just have good manners." He tapped his finger against his cheek, watching her. "I can see why Sebastian was intrigued by you. However, I want to make his life absolutely miserable. Ciel's too. Why should they get everything interesting and I get left with nothing?"

His eyes darkened, narrowing at the small female. "It's not fair. Even you got something when you're barely four inches tall."

Kadence didn't know how to respond, her fingers still gripping her skirt tight. But the way he spoke made her understand him a little better for the time being. Jealously. That's why she was here. "L-Lord Trancy, may I ask you a question?"

He seemed surprised, his gaze softening ever so slightly as he nodded. "Fine."

"What d-do you think I did before Sebastian t-took me in?" She questioned, releasing her skirt and folding her hands neatly in front of her.

"Probably lived with some other family until you got bored and ran off," Alois scoffed, again propping his head up with his arm.

Kadence couldn't believe her ears. That most certainly wasn't the case. Did he come up with this theory on his own, or was he told this by whoever told him about her existence? "Sir, if I may, I-I better try and explain a little more about my k-kind to you."