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~
Into the forest- Part 2
Belle turned her head on the response which Lucas gave her. A whole town along with the others would be going down to create a massacre by the witches and Lucas said they were not going to do anything about it. She felt a familiar feeling that she had felt before. The time when she knew her parents were going to die and she could do nothing about it.
Wait a minute, thought Belle to herself before saying,
"This is the town Pauline was talking about. She plans to move in here in two days," she didn't want to see another person who she knew die during her knowledge.
"We don't know how far the plan might go if the massacre will be stopped or if it will go on but there's still weeks or months for it," said Lucas looking at the plumbing line and then looked at the people who were walking past them, "A death reaper and the ability of death cannot try to interfere with the fates that are set."