His Butler: Punishment

[Claude Faustus]

Isabella stood on the deck as well, wrapped in a warm coat against the wind. "I spoke to the captain, he says that if this wind stays in our favor, we will passing thought Lisbon by tomorrow, then we'll be sailing up the Tagus river to Toledo." She said.

Sammael stood nearby. The ship boosted a small kitchen so that dinner could be made for them. The ship wasn't a luxury passenger ship, but it had a very nice cabin for guests, the Captain had graciously let Ciel take his cabin for the duration of the trip.
Isabella had been privately warned by Sam that continuing sleeping with Ciel now would be a bad idea. In order to be successful to show the King that Isabella still behaved as a Spanish noblewomen, she needed to keep her semblance of womanly propriety, this meant that she couldn't be alone with Ciel without an escort. Especially with her countrymen manning the ship.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Ciel knew that they were being watched, and he figured that they wouldn't be allowed to be alone in the presence of the Spaniards. He had to prove himself to the King first before he could be left alone with her, and Ciel respected her family's religious practices. It was only normal of course. He also kept a bit of a difference from her, so to not cause any problems. Sammael was nearby, so they weren't alone.

"It was rather nice of the Captain to allow me his cabin for the trip. The butlers get a small break from serving as well, but when the ship takes off Sebastian is going to kidnap me for my studies. Yay...." The last word was said sarcastically.  

[Claude Faustus]

Isabella suppressed a laugh as she watched the sailors unfurl more sails in order to catch more of this wind.
The duo-tone haired butler gently ushered Isabella towards the cabins below decks as the ship began to move faster over the water. "My lady, Let's get you someplace where you won't be blown off into the sea."
"That would put a dampener on our trip now wouldn't it?" Isabella complained, She rather liked the feeling of the wind in her face, with the speed the schooner was going it would feel as thought they where flying over the water.
"The King would have me his next cannon target practice if anything happened to you Miss Isabella." Sam said as they disappeared below decks.

Flying across the ocean, the schooner cut through the waves like a hot knife through butter. The trip was surprisingly smooth going. The schooner stopped off the coast of France for supper, The guests weren't thought to eat when the whole ship was rocking gently thought the waves. As it was, It was a silent clear night and just perfectly warm for an on-deck dinner.

The Captain gently knocked on the door to the cabin. "Señor Phantomhive, Dinner is ready."  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Ciel had just finished some of his studies when the Captain of the ship knocked on his door for dinner. It would be one of his few chances to spend time with Isabella so he got up and left out with Sebastian onto the top deck where people were dining. There was a seat reserved just for him, and he sat down to eat his meal.

He wasn't used to eating meals cooked by anyone other then Sebastian so he was very cautious when trying the new food. It wasn't the best to him, but it was edible. "The chef here doesn't cook as good as you Sebastian. I already miss your meals." That got a smile out of the demon before he continued to stand by his side.  

[Claude Faustus]

Isabella ate the supper of spiced pasta and it's small side dish of rice and vegetables. The captain himself, sat at the table but only drank a glass of wine. He was looking at the girl while she dined. "Senorita Torquemada, I hope that the food is alright? I do not have a fully stocked kitchen and I was sent on such short notice. If you'd like we can stop in Lisbon for a proper breakfast."
The young lady glanced up. "No, it's alright...." The view of the night sky and the ocean was more then enough to make up for the food. The sea was very still where they where, so still that the water mirrored the star-splashed night sky above them. It would have been very romantic, if She and Ciel where alone. Isabella mentally listed to re-do this evening someday.
"....His majesty's orders come first as always."
"Forgive me for being so bold." The captain smiled. "Are you sure it's not your engagement to Carlos Rivera that hastens your journey?"
Isabella's fork dropped as well as her jaw. " 'Carlos Rivera?' " She remembered the name, and the spoiled brat, a boy that was older then her by 3 years.
"Yes, the very same one." The Captain seemed to be amused. "At aged 16, he's become the idol of the ring in resent months. He's one of the most famous faces in all of Spain....I thought you knew, his engagement to you is the most popular events to talk about....Why....It's even in the papers."  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Ciel was still eating supper with Sebastian, and he looked over, seeing the shocked expression on Isabella's face. He hoped that it wasn't bad news to do with her uncle again. He needed to keep his nose where it didn't belong. He then walked up to the Captain. "Excuse me Senor, but is there a way that I can sit with the young miss as long as we're in public up here? It's really lonely at my table back there."  

[Claude Faustus]

The captian looked at him. "I don't have a problem with it, but It depends on the young lady here....Miss Torquemada? You don't mind if this boy sits with us?"
the last bit was spoken in Spanish.
Isabella frowned. "Yes, he -can- join us, He is not only the King's guest but mine as well." She said pointedly. Isabella was aware that how protective the Captain was being towards her by having a separate table for the Earl.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Ciel then bowed in respect before taking a seat at her table after being told that it was okay. Ciel was starting to wonder what type of person her uncle was trying to set her up with, and since it was Spain he was expecting tough competition for her hand in marriage. He needed some kind of a hint on what he'd be working with once he arrived, but he knew that as long as ears were around no one was going to talk. He had always managed to get what he wanted thus far, and he hoped his losing streak wouldn't begin with her.  

[Claude Faustus]

Isabella picked up her fork. "Carlos Rivera huh? So, do the papers say when our nuptials begin?" She was spearing the pasta with a heavy hand, her expression simmering with a cool anger.
The captain seemed a little taken back. "No, it doesn't Senorita. Just the announcement of your engagement."
"Isabella put the fork down. "No doubt that Carlos got to his fame merely because of my Uncle's sponsorship...." She glanced at Ciel for just a moment. "Carlos is one of the bull-fighters that my uncle supports, without that support, Carlos would never have gotten out from that rat-invested slum."
"You don't mean that My Lady, Senore Rivera is seen as a hero, not only for his performance in the ring, but for his long climb to join the elite ranks of noble society."
Isabella looked away, No thanks to my Uncle.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

"His fame and title were handed to him, he's not a noble by blood. There's nothing at all honorable about this man, and he can hardly be considered a hero. He's never saved anyone's life, or solved the case of a dangerous string of murders. All he does is dance around foolishly with a bull. If he gets it too mad then it's all over for the poor matador." He then clapped his hands and smirked in a rather Alois like fashion. "Ole!"

Sebastian simply stood there, trying his best not to laugh, getting quickly reminded of the young blonde Earl they wiped memory clean, wondering if he still acted in that way. He could sense the jealousy in Ciel's tone, and in the way he talked the other man down. This was going to be a fight till' the finish, and Ciel didn't like to lose.  

[Claude Faustus]

Isabella smiled at Ciel. Cheered up that he spoke what she was thinking about the braggart and amused by his characteristic sarcasm.

The captain glanced from the girl to the boy, reading, within one look that there was something going on between the two. He took a sip of the wine. "Young Earl, the measure of a man is not only dictated by rank or birth...not like how it is in England. You should be careful about expressing such views in public. You don't know who you might offend."  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

"I have never been afraid to offend others whom I believe deserve it. I say what's on my mind because that's how I was raised. I'm not saying that the rank makes a man, but allowing someone else to earn your title and calling for you isn't a real man at all. I earn the money for my table and mansion all by myself from my toy company, and he's never done a thing for himself to be called a true hero. He didn't save England from Jack the Ripper now did he? I didn't think so. Pretty soon I'll be making a deal with the king of Spain and my toys will be a hit there as well. A true hero amongst the children who love my work. Has this Carlos ever done anything for anyone else? No...He's too busy showing off to a bull who wants to end his existence."  

[Claude Faustus]

Isabella looked away to hide her troubled expression.
The captain's eyes seemed to gleam with a calculating intelligence. "Is that so Mr.Englishman?" He put his wine glass down.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Ciel noticed the serious expression on the Captain's face and he soon came to the realization that he may have gone too far for his selfish jealousy. He could get out of this one, but he would have to be one hell of an actor. He suddenly got a saddened expression on his face before he covered his face with his hand.

"I'm so very sorry Senor. I'm not good with being on the ocean for too long on deck, and I've got seasickess in my head. Terrible pain really. That and my non-stop studies with Sebastian really isn't making things any better. I know not what I'm saying about Carlos Rivera, and I'm certain that he's a fine gentleman. Please forgive my rather rude words Captain." He then got up and bowed with respect, hoping he bought it.  

[Claude Faustus]

The captain fingered his beard. "Sounds more like to me that you are overly tired. I will try my best to keep the remainder of the night's voyage as smooth as I can."
Isabella glanced at the man, frowning, He seemed a little familiar to her, but couldn't quiet place where she could have met such a man.