Ciel had settled down with one of his books only a bit before but he knew Undertaker had made the invitation, knew it had been accepted. So it was only a matter of time before Vincent came to find him.
His good eye moved up from the page of his book at the sound of 'his' name, years of habit making the name very much his own. He wasn't sure what to say though.
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His good eye moved up from the page of his book at the sound of 'his' name, years of habit making the name very much his own. He wasn't sure what to say though.
"Father?"