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 fight- Part 2
"Fuck this shit," Belle cursed under her breath and then muttered spells under her breath for the wind to increase around her. She had to learn to hold her guard this time and it was important. Even if Lucas and the others won their battle, she would need to be there to restore the soul of the girl who once used to be the lover of Crane.
"What are you doing with the wind?" asked Edgar.
"Do you think your childish pranks will work?" asked Winston.
Belle took the best shot she could and said, "I feel like you are a coward making me fight both of you at a time or are you not competent enough to handle me alone?" the question was asked to Winston who looked more than mad. It reminded Belle of the angry bull in her town.
Edgar had raised his eyebrows, "It is safe to say that someone is going to be punished and reaped forever in oblivion."