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~
Belle held the boney hands of the ghoul in her own hands, her hold tightening as smoke appeared to engulf them but it was just her who was moving from this place to another in time of future. The smoke continued to fill her surroundings before she finally stood in the village where the ground was covered in snow. With just seven more weeks left, Belle had to figure out how to save the girl.
"Lady Vivian," called a man behind Belle that had her turn around to see a woman who came to walk towards her.
"I was wondering where the key was, Mrs. Keith," said the vampiress. Vivian and the woman walked into the house, and Belle followed them. They stepped into the house and Belle followed them inside, seeing Vivian go inside the room while the woman went to the kitchen.