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~
We don't want visitors! - Part 3
Belle could feel her palms sweating when she heard the door that belonged to her parent's room open as it was only them who was on the floor. The councilman was in the study room and someone was coming from the first floor where she saw a glimpse of her mother who happened to be walking down the stairs.
Barron could feel the tension around them and he did what he was best at right now, falling slack on the staircase as if Belle had been keeping him around for company.
"Did you rest?" asked Belle, her cold hand turning clammy in worry.
Her mother smiled, walking to where Belle was, "I tried to rest but then I heard the door knock. Did someone visit?" asked her mother.
Hearing this, Belle shook her head, "No one did since you arrived here, mama," she responded back while keeping a keen ear towards the study room so that she would know when the door would open.