Little Lord's Heir.

Ciel is no longer a little boy. It's been so many years... He accepted his fate as a younger brother and went to France, wanting to avoid his brother's help. And now! Now this grown man, twenty-three years old, is ready to return to England! Ciel and Sebastian walk down the street, catching the eyes of the maidens. Well, how can you resist here? A beautiful count and a handsome butler, what a combination! Every step was as precise as a clock, and his gaze was serious and brooked no objections. A creature sweeps past Fantomhive's eye and runs away. — Sebastian, catch this thief. — the order is accurate. The butler is not worth it, after a couple of moments the boy was held by the scruff of the neck. — Let me go! Let go! — The little thief shouted. — Return the stolen. — Sirius tilts his head slightly to the side. He is already tired of this boy's slowness. The boy looks at Ciel and frowns. However, despite the tension, he pulls his hand into his pocket and takes out the stolen goods. The pocket watch of Ciel and... The ring? A woman approaches Fantomhive. She smiled. — I'm sorry, but this boy stole my jewelry. — an unknown person reaches out to take the ring. However, as if hypnotized, Ciel takes her hand in his and slowly hands her the ring, and later presses their hands to her chest. — The ring is a very important element. I advise you not to lose it anymore. — Sirius frowns slightly. — Thank you. — The woman made a slight bow. However, something was wrong here. Neither Ciel nor the unknown person was in a hurry to remove their hands. They looked at each other in silence, as if they understood that they would not disperse without extra help. Sebastian smiled, he did not think that his little master would meet his love! — My Lord, we have business to attend to. I advise you to hurry up. — He said and let the boy go. The boy didn't waste any time, and managed to snatch a few coins from the butler's pocket. The thief ran off into the alley. The unknown woman blushed slightly and lowered her hand. She took her hands back. — If you want to meet again... Then I advise you to come to the port... — The woman ran down the street, realizing what a mistake she had made! The Count squeezed his hand. He turned to Sebastian. — I was interested in that boy. Find his house and his parents, and I'll finish my business. — — As you wish, master. —