A Day At Phantomhive Manor 1

I lifted up my dress and stepped out of the carriage, onto the packed dirt. "Thank you." I said to the carriage driver who had opened the door for me.

"Your welcome, Miss." He followed me to the manor carrying my bag.

"This place is huge!" I said, walking up the stairs to the front door. "I can't believe they offered me a job here!"

I went to knock on the door, but as I was just about to a tall man clad in black opened it. He had neatly brushed black hair and dark red-brown colored eyes. He blinked, then smiled and bowed.

"Lady Amaya, I presume." He said, smiling.

"…Uh, yes!" I said, bowing also.

'He's so beautiful.' I thought. 'Prettier than me. A woman. That's sad.' I frowned.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, noticing my disapproving face.

"Not at all!" I stood straight up, smiling. "I was just thinking of how much prettier you were than me." I rubbed the back of my neck.

He gave a small laugh, stepping to the side and raising a hand, motioning for me to enter. I followed is direction, the carriage driver following me. He placed my bag on the floor, bowed, then excused himself and left.

The tall man stood firm, looking me in the eyes. "I am the butler, Sebastian. You will be working for Earl Ciel Phantomhive. Your duties are to clean up after the young master, make the bed, wash the sheets and clothes, polish the wood, scrub the-"

My mind started to wanted wander as I stared to his face. It seemed that everything was chiseled perfectly. His voice a perfect tone. 'So…sexy…' I thought to myself.

"Amaya!" He snapped his fingers in my face. "Amaya!"

"…Wha-yes?!" I asked, shaking my head.

He returned to his normal posture. "I said; 'Do you understand what you are supposed to do?'." He repeated.

"Yes of course." I smiled.

"Good." He nodded. "There are other workers here also. I'm sure you will get along just fine with them. You will meet them around the house while working. Remember to keep focused and not to dawdle. Allow me to lead you to your room."

He led me down to the servant's quarters then opened the last door on the right. "This is your room. You will be sharing it with the other maid of the household." He walked in and pointed to the bed on the far side of the room. "This will be yours."

I followed him in and threw my bag onto the bed. "Thank you."

He nodded, leaving the room. He stopped in the doorway. "Oh, by the way." He started, giving me a smile. "Do not fail at your job. Or you will be punished."

And for some reason that smiled scared the hell out of me.