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~
There's another one- Part 3
Belle stared at the bird that belonged to Lucas. It had spoken her name which meant it belonged to him. She was happy to see something she was familiar with. The creature that had been following Belle was one type of mighoul that stood behind her, staring at the bird.
"You speak to food," it muttered under its breath and Belle ignored the mighoul for now. Stepping towards the tree where Lucas' bird Raven sat down on the branch, she spoke to it,
"Do you know the way out of this realm? Can you let Lucas know that I am stuck here," There was no sun and nor could she see any stars, to be able to count the hours or days of how much time had passed since she had entered the land of the dead.
"Master Lucas was the one who sent me here," answered the bird flapping its wings from where it sat.
Lucas knew? It made her wonder why he didn't come here himself but sent his bird to pass the message.