"I'll tell bạn anything in exchange for your soul." Sebastian đã đưa ý kiến with a grin. I looked at him for a while, and thought that maybe not everything had come back to me just yet. I guess my confusion showed on my face, because Sebastian looked at me as if I had gone crazy.
"Young Master, is everything alr--"
"--Don't call me that..."
"Fine then. Young Master Ciel--
"Dammit, Sebastian...!! I--no--we don't have time to waste!" I scream, forgetting my family was still sleeping, yet caring very little about anyone else at the moment.
"Why does everything have to be a battle with you?" Sebastian đã đưa ý kiến as he looked me straight in the eye. "...like you're fighting your own fears...all alone. You're not Her watchdog anymore...you can breathe now."
I pondered his Lời khuyên for a while as I sat in the chair tiếp theo to me. "On that note, I think I'll retire for the evening."
I strode to my room and as I opened the door, I had another vision; I was laying down in my giường as Sebastian stood beside me with a candelabra. He was about to leave, but I stopped him. The conversation went something like this:
"Don't leave my side. Atleast not until I fall asleep."
"Do bạn desire a lullaby, Young Master?"
"I don't have time for your farce, just do as I say. That's an order."
"As bạn wish, My Lord."
As my eyelids became heavy, I slowly fell asleep. When I was completely out— snoring and all—Sebastian tucked me in and looked at the window. He smiled and đã đưa ý kiến "Do please take care of your soul, Young Master. bạn only have but one..."
My vision ended when Sebastian blew out my candles. When I returned back to my room, I looked out the window and then at the full length mirror in my room—
—"...Yes, Happy Birthday to me."
"Young Master, is everything alr--"
"--Don't call me that..."
"Fine then. Young Master Ciel--
"Dammit, Sebastian...!! I--no--we don't have time to waste!" I scream, forgetting my family was still sleeping, yet caring very little about anyone else at the moment.
"Why does everything have to be a battle with you?" Sebastian đã đưa ý kiến as he looked me straight in the eye. "...like you're fighting your own fears...all alone. You're not Her watchdog anymore...you can breathe now."
I pondered his Lời khuyên for a while as I sat in the chair tiếp theo to me. "On that note, I think I'll retire for the evening."
I strode to my room and as I opened the door, I had another vision; I was laying down in my giường as Sebastian stood beside me with a candelabra. He was about to leave, but I stopped him. The conversation went something like this:
"Don't leave my side. Atleast not until I fall asleep."
"Do bạn desire a lullaby, Young Master?"
"I don't have time for your farce, just do as I say. That's an order."
"As bạn wish, My Lord."
As my eyelids became heavy, I slowly fell asleep. When I was completely out— snoring and all—Sebastian tucked me in and looked at the window. He smiled and đã đưa ý kiến "Do please take care of your soul, Young Master. bạn only have but one..."
My vision ended when Sebastian blew out my candles. When I returned back to my room, I looked out the window and then at the full length mirror in my room—
—"...Yes, Happy Birthday to me."