Staring into the mirror gave away to a world beyond anyone's imagination. Even if the eyes staring back were lifeless on the outside. (y/n) look at her reflection as her eyes hungered the beauty of her wings. They were repaired and more... angelic than before. One pitch black as the night sky, one pure and full of the light of Heaven. For the past month since the fight, her feelings have been drained, along with her energy. Sebastian looked over her health and repeatedly since told her she's healthy to the bone. Deep down, (y/n) knew that wasn't the cause of her deterioration of health.
"Is this... what depression feels like?"
A knock came at the door, which caused (y/n) to hurriedly tuck her wings away. May-Rin entered, she smiled and put down the fresh set of clothes on her dresser. "Good Morin', how are you feeling today?"
(y/n) put on a smile and flashed it at her, "Better than ever! I think I can walk steadier now!"
(y/n) pushed the blankets off and settled her feet on the ice numbing floor. Her balance was getting better as she was as able to walk clearer than before. May-Rin clapped as (y/n) sat back down, trying to fight the sweat gathering at the base of her lower back.
"Amazing! It's impressive how well you've recovered from the carriage accident."
After the night Ceil and Sebastian came back with her after the fight, they told Finny, Bart, and May-Rin, that (y/n) had gotten into an accident. It was believable enough with all the blood covering her body from head to toe. They all had a panic attack and thought she wouldn't live, but overnight (y/n) slept like a baby and recovered.
"Pardon me," Sebastian said, his face looked strained these days, but devilishly perfect nevertheless. "Miss (y/l) is needed upstairs in the office."
May-Rin bowed and quickly exited out. (y/n) looked at him, but not in the eyes. It was always at his face but never contact with his eyes. Sebastian sighed at her, knowing what she was doing. "Why are you doing this? It's been happening ever since that fight with Malach."
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" (y/n) giggled and walked past him, her legs becoming absolute stone. "Let's go already!"
Sebastian chose to not say anything and walked behind her. (y/n) did well until reaching the stairs, where Sebastian slowly helped her up. Truthfully he was concerned for her since that morning she woke up, her eyes glossy and lifeless without the usual shine in them. Depression was a mental health Sebastian knew he had in his previous life as a human, so he fully understood what it did. It is the cause of depression he does not know that is haunting (y/n).
They finally reached the office as Ceil was reading over the newspaper, on the front read in bold cursive letters: Noah's Ark Circus.
"About time," Ceil slammed the paper down, "I was about to leave without you two with me."
"Leave?" (y/n) questioned.
"The Queen ordered me to investigate the circus coming to town. She believes they are the link to the missing children happening in London. I don't give a damn about them, but since I'm the Queen's watchdog, I must investigate right away before they leave."
"So... why I am here?" (y/n) questioned, slightly confused at the situation.
"Sebastian and I discussed your health is well enough to investigate with us. We'll just be having you scouting out around the circus while Sebastian gathers information. You have ten minutes to pack before we leave, hurry up before my tea is cold."
(y/n) bowed, "Yes, my Lord." She turned and exited out with Sebastian right behind her.
"My, my, this act your are keeping up is surprisingly entertaining. The circus would love to know the secrets behind your acting."

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One Hell Of An Angel (Sebastian X Reader)
Fanfiction"I will protect my Lord from anything that comes to harm. Even if it means sacrificing myself for my master to live on. But, my Lady, I will do anything for you, even if killing myself and coming back from the departed meant to be worthy enough for...