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~
What happened later- Part 4
"WHAT IN SATAN'S NA-"
Belle quickly jumped over to cover Barron's mouth from speaking anything before someone would hear him shouting loudly, "You need to keep quiet, Barron. Do you know what quiet means?" she asked the rabbit who nodded his head and she let go of his mouth.
When Lucas had asked her to go and get them before the tall Grim would, Belle had run straight out of the house, turning around to make to the window of the room.
When Belle had made to the room, where Barron was, she didn't even want to know what the two of them were doing as Barron appeared to pumping Hector's chest.
"Do it right!" Barron whisper yelled at Hector and Hector gave him a look.
With the window locked from inside, Belle knocked on the glass pane to get the attention of the rabbit. But Barron was so involved in whatever he was doing, she knocked further loud until she placed her hand for the glass to freeze and break.