ash_knight17

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 Adams' Butler

Everyone stood dumbstruck to what just happened and the room fell eerily silent after Mr. Robinson fell on the ground. Though it wasn't her who had kicked the man, she could feel her heart thudding in her chest. The man looked up at Lucas in rage.

"How dare you kick me?!" asked Mr. Robinson. The alcohol he had consumed had spread in his system enough to have him sway while also making it difficult for him to stand up.

"What do you think you are doing?" asked her uncle Hector. The question was not directed to Mr. Robinson but to Lucas, "Don't you know who he is?"

Lucas dusted his clothes and replied, "A leech if you might ask, Sir. Someone who doesn't know how to treat a girl."

"Lucas step away from there and do your job while we do ours," came Aunt Irene from behind, "Nobody asked you to step in. He was only leading her out!"

Simon came forward and spoke, "With all due respect, madam, Mr. Robinson was pulling Belle-"

Tea party- Part 3