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~
Track of time- Part 3
"What do you mean you had the fourth Grim in here and he isn't here now," questioned Goron with an unimpressed look on his face. He had his arms crossed as he looked at Winston who appeared to be in a state of shock as well as anger mixed on his face.
Winston didn't know how it happened. He had made sure to give the highest bounty to the right person who was the easiest target out of all the fallen Grims. Barron being the youngest Grim, he would crack under the pressure and would give out answers that Winston had been looking and searching for. He knew that since the last few months, something was wrong.