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~
The Clock- Part 1
Barron fumed not too quietly with his complaints going back and forth to see Lucas starting to leave and he then said, "Did you hear her speak something about the shadows?" the butler stopped walking, "Do you know what those shadows mean?"
"Arrival of death. I know," Lucas replied to step out of the room leaving Barron confused.
The fourth card of the Grim was confused. He didn't understand this reaper, with what he had understood with the short time he had spent with the girl who often liked to talk, the butler had been working here for quite some time that made him question how the reaper had not been charged unless it was a rogue reaper who had not been punished yet.