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~
Spilling truth- Part 1
When Belle asked the question, the clouds thundered up in the sky, and the flashes of lightning fell on the ground. She should have known, especially when there were fragments of her imagination that had shown who he was or more to say, he was the man with the skeleton face.
"Yes," he replied to her, and she took in a deep breath. It wasn't because he knew people in and around this place like the white witch or the oracle, but he knew many things because he came from the land of the dead, "Give me a moment," he said to her.
She saw him pick up the shovel and start pushing the mud into the hollow pit where the dead man laid. Raindrops had started to pitter-patter down the sky, and Lucas looked at Barron, "Take her inside."
Barron only hoped by this conversation that Lucas was not going to reap him along with the rest of the creatures who had shown up at the Adams' residence.