He listened closely to the girl’s words whereas staying observant of her movements. Fair it would be to admit the grace her fingers shuffled the abovementioned cards with, it was rather captivating and Ciel found himself slightly enchanted by that. His careful gaze followed Sieglinde’s fingers, however when she suggested to read his fortune his emotions abated. Soon he leaned back feeling comfortable in his throne and proceeding his reading. He wasn’t fond of prying people, even more he distasted those who couldn’t keep their mouth shut when it was required.

She mentioned it correct, he DID possess terrible secrets, a vast collection of skeletons in his closet and bones buried in his backyard. Nevertheless he could not be deprived of his restrained demeanor, no matter what she will be able to tell him only his composure will save the situation.

                  ❝ Whatever you want. Just don’t make a mess on this table. ❞

                         The earl mumbled with his nose stuck in his book.