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

All the lower reapers looked almost the same and it was hard to identify who was the first and the second person she had been listening to. "Where do you think you are going?" asked the death reaper.

"I thought you needed some time," answered Belle.

"We are done talking to each other. I am ready now," it stated, and Belle blinked her eyes.

"Okay?" she replied unsurely and saw the death reaper bend down its head in greeting. She had to shake her head to make sure she was not dreaming and that the death reaper who was supposed to have no emotions was greeting her. Was it perhaps a sarcastic greeting, "What are you doing?" she asked in a curious voice.

"Mortals don't know the rules of their own world," scoffed the death reaper, "Be ready to die," it said raising its hand that had the scythe and it came right at her.

It's not a goodbye- Part 4