[Ciel hated parties. This, of course, was no exception. How he'd been conned into dressing up and attending was through a series of unfortunate events involving not only Alois Trancy, but mostly Madam Red. The long and short of it is that Ciel Phantomhive found himself attending the masquerade ball, dressed as what seemingly looks like an angel costume, but upon further inspection, along with the addition of a bow and mask (the right eye covered tastefully, of course), was really in reality a costume for Eros, the Greek god.
Madam Red herself had dressed as Aphrodite, and had seemingly wandered off to enjoy herself. Ciel couldn't be bothered to enjoy himself. He already knew he wouldn't. Instead he tried to enjoy a slice of pumpkin pie, sitting off in one of the corners, trying to go as unnoticed as he possibly could for the time being. The last thing he wanted to do was draw attention to himself or be mocked outright.]
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Madam Red herself had dressed as Aphrodite, and had seemingly wandered off to enjoy herself. Ciel couldn't be bothered to enjoy himself. He already knew he wouldn't. Instead he tried to enjoy a slice of pumpkin pie, sitting off in one of the corners, trying to go as unnoticed as he possibly could for the time being. The last thing he wanted to do was draw attention to himself or be mocked outright.]