CIEL’S eye narrowed at you as you entered his estate. Sebastian taking your coat for you but Ciel makes no move to greet you. He wasn’t happy with this arrangement. Watching as you step up to him, his eyes sizing you up and down. “So, you’re my betrothed?” He asks coldly, earning a curt nod from you. He makes a hum of acknowledgment before turning away. HOWEVER, Ciel felt uneasy about this arrangement. Marriage wasn’t something he wanted to jump into at the age of 13.