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~
Find the culprit- Part 2
Deciding to read it later, Lucas started to fold the parchment and place it in his pocket when Barron stopped by placing his fluffy hands-on Lucas' arm, "Wait, I wasn't done reading!"
"Nosey little rabbit," Lucas murmured under his breath, "You shouldn't read the letters to a lover. You are still a small thing," said Lucas and Barron gave the butler a look.
"Come on, I have no other entertainment here. My life is dull and grey," Barron sang dramatically.
"It won't be grey once Baltimore wakes up. Come we need to check on him," said Lucas, walking out of the room and Barron followed behind him before giving the room another look.