Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~
Lucas raised his finger to his lips to make sure that no one would talk. Treading carefully towards the house, they tried to look at the window to see the back of the woman who was doing something at the slab. Belle saw how the fire was lit in the fireplace, burning brighter than the ones in her very own home. When Belle was young, she remembered the time when she had been lost in the forest and during that time, Belle had encountered a witch there.
Looking at the fire in the fireplace of the witch's house, Belle was taken back in the time of the summer days where the families had gathered in her aunt Irene's house. The children had gone to play hide and seek, scattering far away in the woods even though they were told not to wander far away from the house.