"Why are you calling me, Ronald?"

"Normally Millie makes it back by now, but she hasn' shown up yet. Figured I would give you a call an' see if you had seen 'er."

Slim fingers grip the phone as a blank gaze is aimed towards the wall before Undertaker. "Not since yesterday. I will look for myself."

A small chime announces the end of the call as he places the receiver back on its stand. Undertaker pulls his hat onto his head, shuffling his bangs to cover phosphorescent green eyes before exiting his shop with a determination to his step.

-Unbridled Suits-

"What did you learn?" Ciel sits in his high back leather chair with fingers laced together as the firelight flickers in the room.

A twinge of annoyance strikes Sebastian. You must never lie. "The demon spoke of the same rumors I have heard before. I was able to save the noble and eradicate the enemy with little issue." He bows ever so slightly, his gaze not quite meeting his master's.

"And what are these rumors, Sebastian?"
Another twinge of annoyance. "There are rumors spreading that there is a new type of soul… one more rare than even its worth. The demon claimed that Miss Millicent is in possession of one of those souls."

Ciel's gaze widens for a mere second before snickering, his body relaxing back into the leather. "Is she now? What makes these souls so special? And what does that mean for our contract?"

"Nothing, my lord. Our contract is to remain the same." Sebastian has a hint of a smirk as he finally stares down to Earl, taking a few steps forward to where the fire is reflecting in his eyes. "I cannot say what makes them special as I do not know for myself, but if you order so, I will do my best to learn the truth."

"Then do so, Sebastian." Ciel returns his stare, a hint of annoyance in his gaze. "I want to know everything there is to know about both Millicent and this new type of soul. If demons are going to be popping up to devour them and cause issues, we need to stop it in its tracks."

"Yes, my lord."

-Unbridled Suits-

A scream is what wakes the Phantomhive manor the next morning. Ciel bolts up in his bed, Sebastian in the process of pulling open the curtains when he turns around at the sound. The two exchange a look of concern before Ciel simply says, "Millicent."

Upon arriving to the room, Sebastian spares a knock and simply enters, looking around for any form of a threat and finding none. Millicent is curled up in the corner of the bed, her eyes searching frantically around the room and finding nothing. There's a glossy look to her gaze, a paleness to her skin that leads the demon to believe there's something going on beyond any sort of physical threat.

"Lady Millicent, are you alright?" Sebastian approaches the bed and offers his hand to the woman.

"S-Sebastian?" She asks frantically. Her eyes look in his direction, but past him at the same time. A frown comes to his face upon finally seeing for himself just what has happened.

Her eyes changed color from a vibrant, majestic green to a pale, lifeless yellow.

"Yes, my lady." Sebastian places a hand on her shoulder - which initially she flinches away from - but Millicent slowly relaxes in his grasp.

"Sebastian, is the sun not up? Are there no candles lit?" Millicent's voice quakes as she speaks as if she had just woken from a nightmare. Her legs are pulled to her chest, arms wrapped around them tightly to protect herself.

"The sun is up, my lady. I'm afraid you have lost your sight." Sebastian sighs, head tilting ever so slightly to the side. "Why, I cannot say, but I can assure you we will call for a doctor as soon as possible-"

"-No, Sebastian, please. Allow me to call my godmother. No doctors."

With a soft sigh, Sebastian nods. "Yes, my lady. I will fetch Mey-Rin to assist you in dressing so that we may call her." His attention is pulled away by a knocking at the front door. His eyes narrow in suspicion as his hand slips from her shoulder. "Excuse me, lady Millicent."

Snake opens the door, and to his surprise, a slim man with long silver hair stands before him with a wide grin gracing his features. "Good mooorning, my dear boy. Is the little earl around? I would like to speak with him," The Undertaker chuckles, swaying his hips as he speaks.

"Lord Phantomhive is still in bed, says Woodsworth apprehensively." Snake replies with narrowed eyes, before turning to see Sebastian standing at the top of the steps.

"Undertaker, what a pleasant surprise. Do come in. What reason might we have for such a rare occasion such as this?" Sebastian grins as he descends the stairs to join the pair in the doorway.

The man steps past Snake, reaching his hands out to his sides. "Ah, see, my dear Millicent never made it home last night. My heart breaks for her precious godmother - her husband called me last night asking if I had seen Millie." A shift in his tone, his head dropping to focus his gaze on Sebastian, "I traced her back to this manor. Is she here?"

Sebastian is taken aback having never heard such a voice come from the Undertaker, but quickly recovers with a smile. "Yes, Miss Millicent is here. We insisted she stay with us for the evening for her own safety - but it seems that something has happened."

"And just what might that be?"

Undertaker enters the room, sighing softly upon seeing Millicent sitting safely on the bed, dressed in a beautiful blue satin gown gifted to her by the earl. "Oh, Millie, you took me for a fright!" He chimes, dancing into the room.

"Undertaker?" Millicent shoots up straight, searching for the source of his voice, eyes glossed over. As soon as Undertaker comes face to face with the woman, his smile drops.

A gentle finger tilts her chin up, another reaching forward to brush the hair away from her eyes. His voice drops to a whisper, "Oh, Millie. My sweet girl."

Her brows furrow as Millicent reaches up and grasps his wrist with slim fingers, the confusion prevalent on her expression at his words. "Undertaker, what is it? Do you know what happened to my eyes?"

"I have an idea, but as of now, there is nothing we can do. We simply have to wait for the symptoms to pass." Undertaker turns his attention to the demon standing in the doorway, eyes hidden by silver hair and narrowed in anger. The only way this could have happened is through some sort of trauma…. His thoughts linger for a moment before speaking in his usual tenor, "Butler, might I use your phone? It would be most unwise to move Millicent in such a state."

"I agree." Sebastian says plainly, a sigh parting his lips. "I must ready the young master and inform him of this predicament. Use the phone at your will, and I will return."