Vivian sniffed the air. The room had barely any scents so she assumed this was a rarely used guestroom. The demon looked around curiously before she focused back on her task. Her mistress had caught wind of a manor resembling the burned down Phantomhive estate and she had instructed Vivian to check the place out. The female silently crept over to the door and slipped into the hallway. She quietly crept down and came to a door. She quickly slipped inside and smirked when she saw a boy around Celia's age sitting at a desk.