[She's walking on ice in heels, even. Seriously, are there spikes underneath the soles of her shoes? At least his heels had more surface space.
The look of childish awe is carefully tucked away and Ciel backs up a few steps...the better to see Elsa. It's only now as he's staring up at her that it occurs to him that this place might not be so abandoned after all.
Pity.]
I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive. I apologize for the intrusion. [Not really; he would have come in anyway to check this place out. Only, he'd have been more stealthy about it.] But as you can imagine, there aren't that many ice castles where I come from. Are you the owner of this place?