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Aster Vow	By : Elleyis Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 1134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler, aka Kuroshitsuji or any of the character there in. Black Butler is the property of Yana. I am making no money from this.

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Her gray eyes practically sparkled with gold. Stunning murals, golden trimming, extravagant chandlers, every inch of the Earl’s abode gleamed with luxury. ‘To think this is only the entry hall.’ Meena’s social status meter gushed. The butler placed Harold’s fine coat in the coat check room and led the couple to the lounge. On the way they passed through a long corridor with a beautiful archway chiseled from solid stone. The stunning ballroom and massive library were visible from hallway as well. When they reached the end of the corrider Claude stopped to open the mahogany double door. It was elegant yet welcoming room.
Meena could hardly believe her eyes. Pristine and perfect, nothing was lacking in the estate. Many kings in Indian did not have this much wealth. ‘Jackpot!’ She silently chimed. The insatiable woman’s greedy brain began to scheme. Perhaps she could seduce the Earl and become his wife. The possibility of being married to a man with that much influence and wealth made her giddy with delight. “Please be seated,” Claude’s smooth and bass voice interrupted her day dreaming. Meena’s husband kindly led his fantasizing wife to a comfy sofa and soon their rears felt the welcoming embrace of goose downing cushions.
“When I received the letter from your master inquiring of our goods I was pleasantly surprised,” Harold spoke making small talk with the butler. “Your company is well known throughout the country,” Claude replied,” Darjeeling, Nilgiri, Assam many of the finest teas in London are imported by your business. Naturally the Earl of Trancy would have an interest in such commodities.”
“Please I am only a businessman, Lord Trancy honors me with his consideration,” Mr. West grinned.
“I shall inform my master of your presence.” With two claps of his gloved hands a lovely lady with pale lavender hair and slightly browned skin entered the room. She held a golden tea platter between her palms. Gracefully treading past the servant she laid the silverware down and began to pour two cups of Darjeeling white tea. “Hannah shall see to you for the time being. If you have need of anything please do not hesitate ask,” with that he nodded his head and left the room.
A healthy blush rose on both husband’s and wife’s face. The woman standing before them was gorgeous. An air of peace mixed with the dusky allure of her skin and her misty eyes soaked in indigo mesmerized them. Meena inwardly frowned. If the beautiful maid was any indication then surely the Earl of Trancy’s wife would be breathtaking. At that moment Mrs. West felt like nothing more than a plain girl.

Both her and husband accepted the drinks offered to them. The aroma was light and delicate and somehow the scent accentuated the maid’s countenance. Meena was the first to speak. “I must thank your master and his wife for their gracious hospitality,” the ordinary lady chirped.
“Forgive me Madame, but our master is not married,” Hannah answered. With this news Meena became as happy as a lark. The Earl was not taken, so that meant there was a chance to put her charm into action and elevate herself in higher up the wealth and social ladder. ‘Surely the goddess of wealth must be smiling upon me!’
The ambitious woman continued to chatter with Hannah in order to hide the true intent of questions. “I noticed the smell of roses and jasmine outside. Tell me do you tend the garden?” Hannah smiled, “Why yes Madame, there are over 20 acres of land solely used for said purpose. If you should like a tour I would be glad to show you.” “20 acres, amazing! ” replied Meena feigning any real interest.
“My lady, I’ve heard the Trancy household has numerous holdings in England as well France and Spain. Your master must be busy year round?,“ Harold inquired wanting to deduct the nature of his client. “My Lord does not have many guests this time of year and I am not privy to such matters as title and estate,” she responded.
‘Cleverly dodging the question, interesting. Surely she is more than just looks,’ the sly man gleaned. Harold West-Jebb was a shrewd man and trade was his game. He could read a person like a book and when it came to making money he understood that most servants had quality information regarding their bosses. “Ah. Then I shall refrain from asking such questions dear. Tell me has the Earl been to London lately?”
The conversation continued on for the better part of fifteen minutes before the doors opened again and the refined butler walked in. “Presenting his grace the Earl of Trancy, Alois Trancy.”
Meena and her husband stood. The swarthy woman expected to find herself in the company of a dashing and debonair aristocrat but soon a girl wearing brown leather boots, shorts, and a purple overcoat entered the lounge.
“Welcome to my home,” Alois warmly said with an innocent smile on his lips. Meena’s head slightly cocked. ‘You have to be kidding me, this girl is an Earl?’
“Forgive me for the delay but I did not expect you here so soon.” The shady woman looked him over quite confused. There was no mistaking the sound of his voice. ‘That’s a boy!’ Meena’s head fell to a 45 degree angle. Her hopes were instantly dashed away. There was no way she could put the moves on a kid. Introductions were made none the less.
“Is there something wrong?” the Earl looked at her with some concerned. The girl had blanched to a rather dull color from the loss of hope and interest in the blonde.
“My dear are you not feeling well?” Harold quizzically looked on from her side. “No, Im…Im just tired from the trip.” Meena half heartily spoke.
“Aye yes. It does take a week’s time to get here from London. I was rather surprised to see you hear in no less than five days,” Alois commented.
“The journey has been rather long,” she spouted. ‘Not to mention how disappointed I am right now’.
“Say no more,” Alois simply smiled “Hannah, show Mrs. West to her room. Mr. West and I shall conduct business in the meantime.”
“Yes Lord,” Hannah bowed and then escorted Meena to the upstairs guest rooms.
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