Narrator's POV

Lizzy was not quite sure when she fell asleep, but she woke up positioned awkwardly on Sieglinde's bed —her torso on the bed while her legs draped off the bed, her right hand still entwined with Sieglinde's left.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she unfortunately had to let go of her beloved's hand to stretch and walk over to the mirror.

She was still dressed in her dress from last night and she knew the smaller girl would not have any dresses that fit her so she would have to keep wearing this dress until she could get new clothes.

Looking down at the mirror's table, she saw some Funtom cosmetics and a perfume bottle, hopefully Sieglinde did not mind her using a bit this morning.

Using her slender fingers, she fixed the few tangles in her hair and looked at herself in the mirror: she was presentable again.

Turning around, the blonde noticed Sieglinde waking up.

The black haired girl smiled at the sight of her beloved, "I am so happy to see you, Lizzy, I was fearful last night was but a dream. Good morning."

"Good morning." Lizzy smiled back, "I felt the exact same. How are you feeling after what happened?"

"Oh the transfusion, I am used to them, I need them at least once a week. Just a part of life." Sieglinde shrugged, "Anyways, we should get ready for breakfast, I cannot wait to introduce you to everyone!"

"Well, I am ready, would you like me to help you get ready?" Lizzy asked

The other girl looked confused, "But you wore that dress yesterday?"

"I did not pack luggage, I was not certain I would find you and I did not want to attract any attention with a suitcase." The blonde confessed, blushing

"Oh, well I have a dress that might fit you." Sieglinde replied, opening her wardrobe and looking through it, "I ordered it a bit bigger on purpose, just in case a situation like this might occur."

She pulled out a pistachio green dress that had bishop sleeves and a carnation pink rose embroidery littered around the dress.

Thanking her, the taller girl changed into that dress and exchanged the black bows in her hair for a pistachio green headband.

Sieglinde dressed in one of her typical emerald dresses, this one having black ruffles that framed her torso.

Now ready, Sieglinde led her lover to the dining room.

***

As the pair walked hand and hand down the hall, Lizzy found herself marveling at the the beauty of the area.

Unlike all the manors she had visited that had a traditional elegant feel, this place felt like a church.

Her thoughts sent her back to the previous night, Blavat had told her that Sieglinde was Canopus' chosen vessel so what about the other three stars? She supposed she would be meeting them now.

The dining room was just as ethereal as the rest of the music hall, the long table laden with an assortment of fruits, pastries and other breakfast dishes as well as her high quality china and silverware.

What surprised her where the people sitting there.

Not the two brunettes that she had never met before, she had expected to not know anyone at the table.

No, the two people who surprised her sat at the head of the table: her cousins, Ciel and Astre Phantomhive, who had been legally dead for the past four years.

"Ciel? Astre?" Lizzy asked, shocked, "H-How are you here?"

"Hi Lizzy." The twins simultaneously greeted

"We were rescued from the manor's burning by the great star Sirius." The slightly shorter twin answered

The taller one continued, "It spirited us away from the destruction and brought us here were we could recover from our wounds and be worshiped as its vessels."

She cursed mentally, not at what they were saying but because she had never figured out how to tell her ex-fiancé and his twin apart.

"Blavat will tell you more about the religion of the stars later, let us eat before it becomes cold." The shorter smiled

Lizzy sat down beside Sieglinde, their hands together under the table while her emerald eyes never left the twins.

If they had not died with their parents all those years ago, why had they not returned or at least let everyone know so they would not have mourned them?

There had to be something strange going on here.

Either way, she played calm and engaged in polite conversation and was introduced to Layla Stroker —Lady Vega— and Doll —Lady Polaris.

The more she talked with them, the more convinced she became that something very dark was happening and she wanted to get Sieglinde away from it.

***

Undertaker watched the events of breakfast unfold with a smile

His black tipped fingers brushed against his mourning lockets, wrapping around the one reading 'Claudia P.'

He had failed to save his beloved and their son, Frances —and her son— will still in danger, but three out of four grandchildren were safe with him now.

The plan was beginning to wind up and by its conclusion, all of his living family would be safe so he could focus on reviving the twins as well as the ones no longer here.

But for this moment, he could enjoy the sight of his family reconnecting and rebuilding.

For this moment, everything was perfect...