*The rumor quickly spread through the aristocratic circles of London: ***"The young Earl Ciel Phantomhive had broken off his engagement to the sweet Elizabeth Midford!"***. The news shook high society, generating a mixture of disbelief and speculation of all kinds.*
*Sebastian Michaelis, always in Ciel's shadow, observed with interest his master's reaction when reading the newspaper.*
"It seems that the news has caused quite a stir, young master." *he commented with his characteristic soft tone.*
*Ciel, sitting at his desk and reviewing documents, barely looked up.*
"It was inevitable." *Phantomhive responded coldly.* "There wasn't point in continuing to drag out a commitment that I have no plans to make in the future."