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~
Taking the letter from the white witcher, Lucas unfolded the paper to see what was written inside it. The way it looked to Father Connor, Lucas had opened the paper, stared at it for a second and had folded it back to tuck it in his pocket.
"She's not coming back is she?" questioned Lucas. Father Connor knew about it, she must have hinted to the man about her time that was coming to an end. Lucas knew she had fewer days but with her extended life coming to an end, he wondered where she would have gone.
When Belle and Lucas stepped out again as Isabell wasn't there anymore in the church nor would she be returning anytime soon unless her death was pushed away again.
"Where did she go?" Belle asked him.