The Demon and the Princess Chapt. 12 [Final Chapt]

I was as dizzy as the last time. I opened my eyes and saw nothing but darkness around me. Soon my eyes got used to the everlasting gloom and I saw in front of me that same desolate grey place, where I had met Ciel again. I didn’t see Ciel anywhere, but a few meters from me stood his butler.

“We’re in a hurry”, he blurted and started to walk somewhere without waiting for me. I jumped up from the ground and run after him. Ahead the color of the horizon seemed to waver.
We arrived at the edge of a small valley, and in the middle of it stood Ciel. He turned his glance towards me when I stepped forward. I stopped frightened.
His eyes were flaming scarlet and that wavering color of the horizon, it stem from him. It was like dark waves were emanated from him, I could see them. Suddenly his face was twisted from pain, he bended and practically disappeared. I screamed and was about to run closer, but Sebastian took my arm.

“Did you find a cure?” he asked with an emphatic voice, his face expressionless but his eyes flaming. His grip on my hand was very tight.
“I-I don’t know”, I said and noticed that I had been squeezing in my other hand the notes which I found from Grigorovits’ apartment. I gave them to Sebastian. He let my arm go, but glanced me angrily, so I thought it was for my own good to stand still for now. He leafed the notes but then to my horror threw them away.
“Only inefficient twaddle”, he said and at the same moment I felt one of the dark waves hit my back. I believe that death feels alike it.
”What is going to happen to him?” I asked, hardly holding back my tears.
“I have absolutely no idea”, the butler answered with a cold tone on his voice, impatient look on his face.
“Concluding that wavering he can disappear or blow up. I don’t know”, he continued and his face reflected frustration and obvious unsteadiness. He seemed not to care a bit about Ciel; he was thinking more of how this would infect his own situation. I shuddered.
I turned around and saw Ciel having a cramp again. I take a look from the corner of my eye on Sebastian and then run.

“Ciel!” I screamed and he turned to look at me. His facial expression was painful and because of the cramp he was gasping and pressing his chest at the same time he was straightening himself.
”E-Elizabeth… Lizzy…” he sputtered. The darkness emanating from him felt like waves in my heart with every step, and it felt like my heart could stop any minute. I still continued.
“Lizzy, you… must go…” he said slowly. I looked him in the eyes and saw pure despair.
“I can’t leave you!” I shouted and took the last steps that kept us apart. Tears were flowing down my cheeks when I wrapped my arms around him.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t save you”, I cried silently. I looked at his flaming eyes and kissed him.

I felt all strength leaving my body, starting from around the heart moving ahead to my fingertips and toes. My hold on Ciel slackened and I felt a wave hitting me, this time from the inside.
Death.
“Ciel, I will always love you.”

Ciel PoV:
I took a deep breath when I saw my loved one lying lifeless on the ground.
“No!” I shouted and took her in my arms. How could she be so stupid and kiss a demon, didn’t she know…
I heard Sebastian coming closer.
“That stupid girl!” he shouted his eyes full of anger. I looked at him and somehow I understood.

“You were the one that involved her in this, you told her and now she’s dead!” I gathered all my strength to expel that disgusting creature.
“Sebastian, it’s an order!” I shouted, “Get lost, leave us alone and never, ever come back!”
To my surprise he smiled that devilish smile of his.
“Yes, My Lord!” he almost screamed, bowed to me the last time and disappeared like a shadow.

I looked almost stunned at the place where he was standing a moment ago. Had it been that easy? I started to think about it and came to the solution, that in another situation I couldn’t have made it that way.

I turned back to Elizabeth. Her already pale skin was now ivory white and her beautiful green eyes stared to the emptiness seeing nothing.
I kissed her cold lips again and again and cried.
But demons didn’t cry.
I felt a strange yank inside me. My whole body slackened and everything went dark.
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A young man is standing on a staircase and looks at the painting hanging on the wall. In the painting he himself was sitting on a chair, his wife’s hand on his shoulder, her short hair opened. The man smiled. After all that had happened his dream had become true. For some reason his wife didn’t remember any of those long months of longing, not even the goodbye at the feet of that same staircase. His wife was thinking that he had never left.
She didn’t remember that black butler at all; she didn’t know that he ever existed. That was a good thing.
Instead, the man remembered everything. And somehow, unexplained, that one kiss from his fiancé had saved them both.