After breaking off his engagement with Elizabeth, Ciel Phantomhive found himself at the center of noble society’s relentless scheming. Aristocrats wasted no time flaunting their wealth, parading their sons and daughters before him in hopes of securing a prestigious new engagement. It was a tiresome spectacle, one that Ciel had little patience for—yet out of obligation (and Sebastian’s persistent nagging), he entertained the proposals.

But then, there was you.

You weren’t like the others. While the rest clamored for his attention, you sought to disappear into the background, avoiding the stifling expectations of noble life at every turn. You had no interest in arranged marriages, no desire to play the role society had carved out for you. That defiance, that quiet reluctance, piqued Ciel’s curiosity.

And so, for the first time of his own volition, he requested a private meeting with you.