Remember the superstar? Well, minus thirty points, she had a fuck-up, and they are paying for it.

Elizabeth La Louve, Betty to her friend, is the most sought after gal in the nation of Curtis. Lovely, well-connected, rich, popular, charismatic and charitable to everyone. She is the Bruce Wayne of the nation. The loveliest rose you will ever meet.
But roses have thorns. Betty is no different. Two years ago she picked a side, and unlike her sister, she chose poorly.
Ciel doesn’t even pretend he has a chance. Betty created the scenario he can’t win. But she is a friend, and he needs to help her escape the bed she made? Should a friend help a friend escape the catastrophic consequences of their decision? Truth to be told, Ciel had no idea how to answer that curveball.
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Well, things do have a silver-lining. No matter what the result, the first wife will have her revenge.

Cue the Despacito, the nation of Curtis had fallen and in its place rose the Advanced Research Empire — Intelligentsia.
Now, Etaceh had a country, and a flying fortress. The Lord of Mechanical Magic couldn’t be stopped with nothing short of an army.
Ciel — the Unity Lord — knew he couldn’t take on a country alone. With the fate of the Eastern Continent hanging in jeopardy, the Unity Lord turned to the nearest ally for help.
The Mercenary Port Eleanor.
It was the best of the bad options. Ciel had a hunch he knew the man running the place, but things wouldn’t be simple.
Maybe things would work out.
Maybe.