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After her rather strange and adventuresome night Alexia had of course consulted with her dearest friend Ivy Hisselpenny. Of course it had been more gossiping than consulting as Ivy was rather shocked about all she had to share and had little to no advice on the matter. However, it had done her some good to confess to someone trusted about her strange encounter with Lord Maccon. After Miss Hisselpenny's visit, Alexia still had much to think about and digest, but she has such little time to do it. Ivy would not be her only caller that day. After speaking to the community, she was expected her acquaintance, Sebastian Michaelis.

Not wanting the unnecessary suspicion and annoyance of her family, Alexia planned for his visit to be closer to evening and fibbed to her mother that Lord Akeldama would be the one calling on her that evening. As usual the mention of the rove Vampire sent her mama into a tizzy and she and the rest of the family scurried away to another ball, leaving Alexia alone. Or, as alone as one can be with a house full of servants.

Patiently Alexia waited in the greeting parlor for her guest's arrival.

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Sebastian had much to do to prepare for his call, so as not to arouse too much suspicion or irritation in his master. It was rare for Sebastian to go anywhere without Ciel, or for the two to be parted for long. But he had taken extra care to complete his daily cleaning early, and arranged a tutor for Ciel for the late afternoon.

When he left, Ciel was stumbling through some French, something Sebastian might have been able to teach himself, but had left to an inferior teacher for now, so as to procure for himself the occasional afternoon off to run errands.

As there were no errands to run today, the demon arrived on Alexia's doorstep at precisely the time they had agreed upon, and rung the bell. Though he himself was still dressed as a butler and carried a package under one arm, he was admitted through the front door and conducted to the parlour with a minimum of fuss.

"My Lady," he said, bowing as he entered the room and setting down the package, which was a cake box coloured a robin's egg blue. Inside was a chocolate mousse cake, prepared by his own hand, of course. "It's a pleasure to meet you in person, at last."