Same Butler, New Master
Chapter 1 Azriel's P.O.V
"Sebastian!" I yelled from my bedroom.
"Yes, Young Master?" he called from down the hall.
"Get in here!!" I yelled back.
She heard him sigh and say, "Coming, Young Master." I heard him shut the door to one of the empty bedrooms, then his steady footsteps coming toward ne. As he walked in, I saw him get a really disgusted look on his face.
"Master, what is that horrible smell?" he asked me, plugging his nose.
"Thats why I called you. Follow me." I said as I practiculy dragged him to my closet. I opened the door and there lying on the floor was a dead body.
"Why is this person here? But I assure I didn't put it there."
He was staring at the body curiously.
"Sebastian, stop looking at it and get it out of here." I told him, pointing to the body.
He came out of his trance-like stare at the body. He shook his head and looked at me with a dazed look on his face.
"What did you say, Young Master?" he asked me. I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"I said 'stop looking at it and get out of there.' So do it!" I told him as my eye and tattoo glowed.
His eyes went back to normal and he said, "Yes, My Lord." After he said that his eyes started glowing. He leaned down and picked up the body. He looked at it with pity in his eyes. I saw it and before he took it out of my room I asked him if he recognized or knew the person.
He turned around and said, "Yes, I knew her."
"Well, what was her name?" I asked, sounding annoyed. I was.
"Her name was Azura. She was a friend of mine a few years ago." he said with sadness and grief in his voice. I looked at him with condolence in my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Sebastian. Shall we bury her in the back gardens?" I asked him. He sighed and took another look at the dead, burnt, and mangled body of Azura.
"Yes. Will you help me, Young Master?" he asked me. I looked up at him, why did he have to be so damn tall? I wondered.
I smiled, then said, "Of course, Sebastian. I'm always glad to help my sort-of dad."
"You consider me your dad?" he asked, his eyes tearing up. I looked at him.
"Yes. I do. I mean, you have taken care of me for 7 years. You've grown quite fond of me, I can tell." I said to him.
"Thank you, Young Master. Now lets go bury Azura." he told me as he smiled and wiped a tear from his eye.