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

Lucas knew this was something Crane would not look over. He had literally fooled Crane by making him think that he had killed Belle, when in truth he had sent the other half of Belle, Portia.

"What is with this utter chaos, you could come to me directly than creating a mess here. Who do you think is going to take responsibility?" questioned Crane.

"I was looking for proof. I doubted you would listen to me if I didn't bring information of why and what was going on," Lucas felt Belle's body move back as if she was trying to hold in the man, "Help her, and I will tell you."

"Didn't you say you would explain to me first?" Crane demanded. He pulled out his scythe from behind which was bigger compared to the other reapers in the land of the dead,"Not one, not two, but all the four Grim reapers of mine fell down from the position."

Hearing this, Lucas' eyebrows furrowed. All the four?

Lost things- Part 2