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~
Lucas disappeared in a blink of an eye and Barron turned to look at Belle, "What's the matter?"
"We need to check how and when Vivian is going to die, and I asked the ghoul to get information about a lady."
"Isn't that a good thing? He killed the person who was going to kill the girl. This way the girl is safe," said Barron.
Belle shook her head, "No, that's not how it works. Like it or not, the three of us are going to die. More like we have to die and there's no dodging death," she said staring at the ghoul, "Look, I know it's not why you came here for, when you came to look for me. But the truth is she will die, the other girl will die and I will die, and you need to let it happen so that I can bring her back alive or keep her somewhere safe," she said to the ghoul who didn't respond and she could only hope it was listening to her.