One Hell Of An Angel (Sebastian X Reader)

Ch.20 Burnt Memories

"Oh (y/n)!" Elizabeth squealed and grabbed the girl's arm, dangling loosely from her elbow. "Are you ready to come my manor?"

(y/n) wasn't excited. She loved Lizzy, but sometimes she was annoying and if you didn't do what she wanted she would throw a fit. Considering (y/n) was stilling looking for the golden cup she would have to make sure to stay away from Elizabeth or make excuses.

"Of course," (y/n) mimicked the tone Lizzy had use. "We can discus over a nice steamed pot of tea and enjoy the outside air of your garden."

"I'm so excited! This will be the best day ever! Ciel and you coming over to my manor!"

The manor doors swung open as Ciel stepped out, chin high and proud as Sebastian followed with him. Hopefully the three would handle the mansion alone without Sebastian or (y/n). That was her only wish.

Ciel came over as Lizzy was beaming with happiness. He held his hand out for her, covered with a sainted glove. "Let's go."

Lizzy smiled and let Ciel help her into the carriage. Once they were in (y/n) was about to step in herself, but Sebastian held out his hand for her. "It would only be right if the butler gave his hand to a lady, servant or not."

(y/n) froze in her steps, but her arms weren't frozen as she smiled. "Why thank you."

Once everyone was in the carriage started moving. (y/n) couldn't get the funny idea about the carriage. It was being pulled by Malach, the prince of angels. Malach came back late from his mission and couldn't find anything. Sebastian and he had a fight last night, but Malach was able to disguise himself as a carriage rider.

(y/n) covered her mouth when the image came to mind. The high and mighty Malach was reduced to some worn out cotton clothes and one of Sebastian old black jackets. He even had a newsboy hat to top it all off.

It was deadly quiet in the carriage until Elizabeth spoke up. "(y/n), where are you from?"

Unexpectedly (y/n) tensed at the question. She didn't like to lie to people, not even to Lizzy, but her secret of being an angel had to be kept. "I'm from Ireland. It's a rather quiet place from where I grew up, but it is lush with greenery and thick with forest and the smell of raindrops."

Lizzy clapped her hands. "Oh my! That's sounds absolutely lovely! What are the people like?!"

(y/n) slipped into old memories and let loose a stupid grin. "Everyone was happy, even in the darkest times of our tiny place. Festivals would light of so brightly even nearby towns would see from miles away. When it rained, people gathered around and played in the puddles. Children would always come out of their homes and play with each other, of any ages. It was a true paradise inside that town.... even the kingdom was magnificent to see from a-top of the hill."

"Kingdom?" Lizzy questioned. "I didn't know Ireland had a kingdom."

The feeling of panic swelled inside (y/n)'s chest. "Did I say kingdom? I meant village."

"But I thought you said it was a town?" Lizzy questioned again, her voice becoming tense.

Sebastian flashed (y/n) a warning look, even Ciel did, but Ciel saved the day. "Lizzy, from where she come from village or town doesn't matter. They are both small in population and size, so they can 't be called either a village or town."

"Oh," Elizabeth said.

(y/n) was thankful for Ciel's save, but the carriage rocked violently back and forth. Malach cried out from outside, along with something crashing into the carriage. Lizzy screamed and covered her head. Sebastian pulled out his knives as Ciel gripped his walking cane tight.