We ride in the carriage to a very pretty townhouse. Ash smiles and escorts me to the dining room.
"I will make sure your dinner will be done soon. What would you like?" he asks.
"A steak would be nice," I say.
"A steak it will be! I guess you want mashed potatoes, gravy, and corn with that?" he smiles.
I nod eagerly at the thoughts of the food. He rushes off to what I think is the kitchen. I look around the dining room. The whole thing is adorned with crosses and other religious items. A lot of them. Then I hear the door open. Ash walks in holding two trays. He smiles and places one on the table near me and one in front of me. He lifts off the silver lids. Steams billows out. Beautiful steak, mashed potatoes, gravy, and corn. I take a bite of the steak. My mouth is filled with flavor.
"It's wonderful Ash!" I say as I start filling my mouth with the food. Ash begins to ask questions about me.
"So, you're _______ ________, the fashion industry star?" he asks.
"Yep," I say with my mouth full.
"You are currently living with the Earl Phantomhive?" he asks.
I nod.
"Do you have any relationships with the Manor's inhabitants?" he asks a bit more inquisitively.
"Yeah...why?" I ask a bit more wary.
"I was just wondering. Is it Sebastian perchance?" he asks, pouring a glass of bubbly liquid
"Yes...how'd you know?" I ask.
"Lucky guess. Drink?" he offers the glass.
I take it. I take a whiff of it. It smells fine. I take a sip.
"Would you like to see the study? It magnificent," he welcomes.
I stand up and follow him. I follow him to the doors. I begin to feel woozy. He opens the doors. Chains and shackles are dispersed about the room.
"What is...th...this?" I mumble while slowly losing consciousness.
The last thing I hear is: "You must be cleansed."

(Sebastian's POV)

"Master, you need to understand that you need to get over her. If you try to hang on, it will hurt worse," I say trying to make him feel well enough for me to leave him to look for my lost ________.
"I suppose so, you are dismissed," he waves his hand. He is still very upset, but I must find ________, it is so late they're lighting the lamps outside. I rush out the door and walk in the direction the ran. I walk for quite a bit until I smell him. That dirty feathered rat. I take off in the direction of the smell, hoping I'm not to late.

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A/N Sorry for such a short chapter, I figured you just want something! I am also working on the other sequel so these chapters may come a bit spaced out. Sorry for any inconvenience!

Greekblood