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~
Reason- Part 3
Hearing what Baltimore said, Isabell didn't change her demeanor and sat in front of him with her back facing him as she sat a bench ahead of him. As distant as some of the memories seemed, there were some things she couldn't forget, how could she.
It was a few years ago when the incident had taken place.
Back in Valeria, Isabell was once happily married to the Lord of Valeria and she had a lovely son. It was a family she was fortunate to have because the life of a white witch was never good. Troubles always followed the white witches wherever they were, some who were hunted by the witch hunters who weren't tolerable while the others like the black witches set traps for the innocent ones to fall into the trap.