
The blond earl lead Ciel to the drawing room as promised. He threw the door open in a flourish and practically skipped inside. “I think you’ll find that this game is rather.. difficult,” he mused, glancing at Ciel as he stepped into the room.
Alois was so enthusiastic about this. It made Ciel wonder the seriousness of it. As the doors flew open, the bluenette stepped inside after the earl Trancy. Their eyes met, and the boy’s own narrowed. A smirk tugged at his features, to give off a smug expression.

“I think I’ll do just fine.”
Ciel also thought this was over. The final frontier, the final battle between master and slave duo – and that he won....
The rage bubbling up inside of Alois was too great to fully allow him to perceive just what it was he was doing. He...
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