(How to pronounce Aoquia, in my own way at least

Ow-ki-ya

Or

Ah-kya)

The argument with Aoquia lasted for 3 minutes, because I knocked her out. Couldn't help it, whenever her mouth opens, it's like talking to a toad.

I sigh, as I enter Her Majesty's study, carrying my sister's unconscious body...earning me some bewildered stares.

Queen Victoria smiles and beckons me to come closer, "What is it that you need, child?" She asks, referring to what I was holding. Setting down her body, I curtsy, "Your Majesty, it seems that my sister needs rest," pointing to her on the spare chair I set her down in, "May she use one of the guests' rooms?" I add.

She nods and offers Phipps to help carry her, while I stay behind,waving Aoquia goodbye.

Queen Victoria turns her head to John Brown, nodding a bit, and they turn to head out, Grey follows but mutters something under his breath. With nothing to do, I follow them. Once reaching the appointed place, a young boy with blue hair kneels in front of Her Majesty.

'Odd..haven't I seen him before?'

I dismiss the thought, as I heard the report the boy said, clearly he didn't take on the Queen's bidding properly, as the tension of the room thickened when he says that he wasn't able to help the children...as they were far beyond repair. Her Majesty frowned and sent him off, once he lifted his face, my eyes widened.

He left and I scooted closer to Charles, asking him on why Ciel was here. He replied, "The young lad took the position of his father, though him being a young earl can't pity me..." Grey says trailing off. Putting two and two together, I realized a dark scenario.

"His father died early, and since Vincent was The Queen's Watchdog that can only mean..." I sigh, but a small smile was on my face.

"Horrible, He's seen it all, dead or alive, the garbage among us,

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//few days later//

"You're going to Phantomhive Manor? Could I come with you?" She exclaims, finally...a chance to reconnect with him.

Grey ignores her for a bit but Phipps complies saying,It'll be no harm, after all she is a lady."He scowls at him, though (Y/N) introduces him to a fight just before they leave.

She starts by putting her blade near his throat, but he escapes from her clutches and starts to pursue her, a bit panicked, she barely blocks him, quickly retaliating dodging his moves. He gets frustrated for a bit as he doesn't like it when his prey escapes, (Y/N) was being cornered so she needs to act fast.

She does by launching at him, catching him off guard, she attacks but is blocked, by his sword. They duel for a couple of minutes, until she straddles him. Taking a moment of what position they were in she rushes to get off, a bright blush spreading across her pale cheeks. They reach the carriage, with her side-eyeing Grey who had a slight blush.

The three were off to a silent trip, until Grey blurts out, "I can't wait to knock that brat down a peg."

She interrupts him, saying it shouldn't be that easy, but follows it by why do they need to got there. Phipps replies about Her Majesty ordering them to send an urgent request to her Watchdog. They arrive at front, but the Double Charles decide...well Grey, that they should come from the back, or kitchen, as (Y/N) stands in amusement the antics Grey does to the staff.

He was about to kill the supposed chef, until this butler in black interrupt them, with a pastry, claiming that it is one of the finest, made by Phantomhive chickens. Grey says it's decent and walks up to Phipps introducing themselves.

The maid asks who I am, as I looked liked I was with them, I curtsy again and introduce myself as Lady Ladelle.

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"It's been a while, Lady (Y/N)," says Ciel, as the girl looks at him with a wild stare.

"You don't need to be so formal! I used to be your babysitter," she smiles, and it was kind of true, though she only was 5 years older.

Ciel tenses up, as his butler tries to stifle a laugh, but he regains his composure, asking what our business was.

"You have some cleaning up to do, Ciel," she says smirking.

'This would be the start of something interesting, wouldn't it?'