Charles
Charles felt himself staggering.
“Old man?” Ciel asked in concern after preventing Charles from falling. “Are you alright? You don’t look that good.”
Charles’ expression was empty for a moment, before he broke into a smile. “It’s nothing. I am just a bit tired.”
Ciel pursed his lips. “If you need anything, please tell me. I will do my best to get it.”
‘I want Arthur.’ That thought flashed inside Charles’ mind. Even if he told Ciel, even Ciel will have a hard time getting what he wanted.
“…Alright. I will let you know if I need anything.” Charles kept his smile as to not make Ciel worry.
This kind of occurrence has been frequent as of late, when Charles felt his body losing it’s strength and his consciousness fading. The good news was the headache that he suffered for awhile
