Belle Adams' Butler
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~
Tea party- Part 1
There were times when Belle was scared and anxious that Lucas would not be by her side forever, as if one day when she would wake up, she would not find him next to her and would have disappeared. She didn't want to come out to be clingy and therefore she turned away from him to look at the small window in front of them which could be moved to speak to the coachman.
Lucas was a death reaper first who had not known what emotions were but with the years he had stayed here in the Adams' mansion, a sense of attachment had been created which sometimes bothered him. A reaper wasn't born with emotions, at least not the ones who were at the lower chain of the food chain in the realm of the dead. Grims had a possibility when it came to emotions as they were much higher compared to the others along with a few low reapers. If they didn't then the emotion to thrive for power wouldn't have existed.
He noticed how Belle held both her hands on her lap.