Belle Adams' Butler 123 Isle Valley- Part 2

When the maid had left Belle and Lucas, Belle couldn't stop but blush before she stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek, taking Lucas this time by surprise. 

"Are you free today?" she asked him. 

"Is there anything, in particular, you want to do?" he asked her noticing how the smile that was lost had returned on her lips and her eyes s.h.i.+ned looking at him.

"I was thinking of going out to Isle Valley. Would you like to come with me?" she asked him, her words polite as she spoke. 

Lucas could tell that it was something Belle had wanted to do for a while. The last time she had planned to go out with her parents to shop, the day never came, "Give me an hour. I will have the servants buried in enough work to keep them busy. Barron can look after the house at that time."

"How is he doing?" Belle inquired as last night when Lucas had taken Barron out of the room. The rabbit had not been pleased in sharing a room with Lucas. 

"A little grumpy but he'll get over it. I had to wash him up again to get him to keep quiet," Belle giggled, hearing this before the thought of him being the reason for killing one of the maids appeared in her mind. 

When Belle continued to look at Lucas, he stepped close to her when he caught the whispering voices coming, and he turned around to find the maids who had been peeking. It appeared that they lacked work in the mansion today. Once they had disappeared, he pulled away to say, "You haven't eaten yet," and he took her to the dining room. 

Though Belle and Lucas had shared affection of kisses, there were still many things that were always the same. Lucas was still the butler of Adams' mansion who helped her with her meals or other little things. Placing the napkin on her lap and bringing the food to her plate while explaining what she had to eat and having conversations with her which settled her heart further. 

To Belle, this was nothing less to a dream. A dream she was dreaming in the broad light which she wished would never end. She realized she had never seen him eat and she asked,

"What do reapers eat to survive?" she asked him curiously. 

"We eat nothing. We don't need anything to survive," he responded and took the piece of freshly baked bread, and b.u.t.ter was smeared over the loaves surface before placing it on her plate. 

"Wow," thought Belle to herself. She had seen him take a bite or two from somethings, but she had never seen him take a full meal in front of her, "If you eat will it affect you?" 

"It doesn't matter if we eat or not. It is very much similar to the pureblooded vampires who need only blood, but they can choose to eat the meal to make them look like they are part of the same society while fancying their tastebuds."

Belle then said, "Would you like to join me for breakfast, Lucas?" she was eager to have Lucas sit next to her. 

He pulled the chair next to her and sat down, "Any other request?" he asked her and Belle shook her head with a smile. 

She was more than happy to have him here right now like this. Belle continued to eat while Lucas only picked up a gla.s.s, filling up water in it and took a couple of sips while looking at her. He had a few places to go, and maybe today was a good day to step out of the mansion. The magistrate and the guards who had found the body of Olivia were trying to see who had killed her, but the murderer couldn't be traced back. 

The truth was that Olivia had hurt many people by her words, her words acidic that left a bad taste in everyone's mouth, which now made it difficult to find the person who had killed her. It was a common thing for a soul to be picked up by a death reaper and taken to the land of the dead before it was pa.s.sed through the gates. 

But Lucas who was a reaper, who belonged to the Grims, he had flicked her soul not just out of her body, but he had also thrown it in the land of the dead that would slowly have her crumble and turn without a piece of rest for her soul. 

Souls that didn't pa.s.s through the gates would often get hunted and eaten. It was all about thriving out there. 

Belle continued to eat her meal were in between Lucas excused himself to check on the servants and maids while getting the carriage ready so that they could go out on Belle's wish. 

"Why am I being stuck in here always babysitting?!" Barron asked unhappily that he had to look after the house again, "How about you allow me to accompany the lady, huh? I will be a much better companion than you are when it comes to entertaining." 

"There are other things that I need to do. Who else can I trust in taking care of the mansion," Lucas said to Barron who was on the ground.

"I am bored here!" 

"You can go pick some apples from the tree."

"Turn me back in my form and I will do the job," Barron asked, hoping Lucas would agree to it. 

 Lucas picked up the coat that was hanging the room and said, "Don't break anything and don't get caught. You already created a mess in the morning by pus.h.i.+ng the water the maid had placed."

"What water? What is this false accusation, I am Barron the Fourth Grim, I would do more than push a bucket of water and that bucket would be on your head! Give me my form else I won't look after this house!" Barron spoke in a stubborn and for a reaper who was inside a stuffed rabbit, Barron didn't look convincing.