The First Time

“Welcome, Miss Flora!” Said Ciel.

Flora stood at the door of Claude Knightley’s manor. The manor was exceptionally gorgeous and spacious. Someone may get lost easily here. That’s why Ciel was waiting for Flora to help her get in.

“That is extremely kind, sir”

“You can just call me by my name”

“You call me mine too!”

“No, sir won’t like it!”

Flora laughed believing he was just joking. Of course, he was not.

It was night. There was a full moon, but most stars were hiding behind clouds. Flora felt a cool chill. She was surprised when Ciel asked her to sit in the garden.

“Isn’t it a bit cold?” asked the girl.

“We won’t be sitting outside. I am guiding you to the glass house,” responded Ciel

Flora was astonished by the beautiful glasshouse. It was warm and calm. It smells good too due to Jasmine plants. Flora always adored jasmine. She remembered telling this to Claude, once.

“It can’t be,” whispered the girl. Then, to make sure she asked Ciel: “Why is the Glasshouse fall of jasm