
Alois pulled out the folded piece of paper. Unfolding it with his thin fingers. His blue eyes ran over the text on the page. He then looked back up at the Phantomhive infront of him. “Alright. Is this all you needed?” He asked as he put the letter back in the envelope. Alois brushed his blonde hair to the side. He had never thought to see the dog of the queen in his manor, especially this late at night.
Ciel took a deep breath.

“No. The Queen also asked us to work as a team in this case. She doesn’t believe that I could handle this on my own–" Tch. ”– so she requested me to ask your help.“ This was by far the most ludicrous task he has ever recieved, but as the Queen’s loyal dog he had to obey every one of her wishes. He would not fail as the Queen’s guard dog, even if it meant (forcibly) working with the earl Trancy.
The boy glared lightly at Ciel. Sighing lightly, he nodded. “Alright alright. Just make sure to not be late yourself.”...
“Tomorrow, in the morning, would be suitable,” he told Alois. It didn’t matter how much he detested the blond. Whatever...