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~
Dead beings- Part 3
The bird only cackled more at the rabbit's action, shaking the branch of the tree it was sitting in, "What a funny reaper you are. Master must be having a lot of fun with you as entertainment," said the bird.
"I am Barron, the Fourth card of the Grims! I will burn you and your master one day for putting me this situation. What are you doing here instead of accompanying Lucas in his shopping?" asked Barron rolling his eyes and shaking his hand as a leaf was stuck to his hand. Using another hand to push it away didn't work as it got stuck in another hand. He continued to shake his hand.
"Watching the mansion," answered the bird, "Aren't you supposed to do it too?"