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~
Manipulator- Part 1
Finishing the cup of blood tea that Lucas had offered her, Belle saw Lucas go check on the servants while she went up the stairs and walked towards the corridor which no one stepped near to. Barron was soaking his muddy feet in the water, therefore, it was safe to say there would be no possible mischief caused by him.
She stood on one end of the corridor, staring at the deserted dark place where the windows were shut close along with the curtains. Taking in a deep breath, she placed her feet forward one after another starting to walk towards it while placing her fingers on the wall that glided through as she walked slowly trying to see if there could be anything she could find in here; memory spill that would have been captured by this house.