Belle Adams' Butler

After Simon left the mansion, Lucas provided Belle with his company, "How is your leg?" he asked her. 

"It is doing better. I can walk without flinching," she replied to him.

"Your body must be healing faster than before," Lucas responded to her, "It was slower when you were young but your soul that is in your body, it is healing the body, trying to take the entire space of the vessel which is good." 

They were sitting on the couch, with his back against the side of the couch and Belle sitting with her back leaning against him with her leg outstretched. Somewhere she was shy of what the maids would tell because of the way they were seated, and it wasn't even night that no one would interrupt them. Even the clouds were back that were of different shades of grey. It was the time of noon where they spent their time together now. 

Belle had never got to spend her time like this with him. They had been thrown into one problem after another, non-stop as they were trying to figure out what was going on and how to save lives while not giving themselves the time they needed. From the day George was sent away, life in the mansion had returned to normal. At least it felt like that to Belle. 

She had not met the ghoul, nor did Lucas bring up the topic about it. They were just resting, taking a breath of pause before they would have to indulge themselves back into the mess that existed in the world. 

Lucas had been showering her with a lot of affection and Belle didn't mind it. She had been craving for his attention, and now that he was giving her that, she happily embraced it. What more did a person want when the person they loved, returned their love with twice. 

With her head now leaned back against his chest, and her hands in his, she said, "Thank you for having Simon over here."

"No problem. I thought you needed someone who isn't me. A friend perhaps that you could talk to," said Lucas to her. 

"You are my friend too," pointed Belle, a smile on her lips. Lucas had first been her friend and then her guardian before he had turned to be her lover.

"That is very kind of you," Lucas responded to her, "Do you have plans on when you want to go to Valeria?" he asked her. Belle wondered how Lucas knew as it was something between her and Simon. She heard him say, "Simon mentioned it to me." 

Belle gave it some thought before she said, "Maybe once we are done with the ghouls' request to keep Vivian safe?" 

"Sounds good to me."

The day passed by quietly. With no visitors at the mansion, the blood that was splattered was cleaned spotless with no trace of what had happened. Greed was free to walk in the mansion, but he stuck to the room most of the time and Barron often made a trip to the room, walking past it to make sure the reaper was still in there and hadn't hoodwinked them.

Belle didn't know if she could completely trust the Sixth card of the Grims, Greed, but with him being in trouble as the rest of them, he was ready to cooperate with them. 

Having one day of peace was more than what she could ask for, without needing to hide or tie someone up. They didn't know if the councilman they had tied would be showing up here again, but so far, there had been no news about it and everyone in the mansion decided to enjoy it. 

"Lucas?" Belle called his name. 

"Hm?"

"I don't want to sleep alone in my room," her voice was soft on his ears. She felt Lucas wrap his arms around her and pull her towards him. 

"Is that an invitation from you wanting me to sleep with you?" he asked, his lips next to her ears and 

Belle looked at her bare feet and her toes. She had tried to put it as subtle as she could, "Alright," he said, and Belle smiled, "I will have my things moved to your room if you want."

Belle nodded her head, "I removed my things and made space so that you can keep your things," and she received a kiss on her temple. 

And though there was peace in the Adams' mansion, the same couldn't be told on what was going on outside the mansion. Lucas, who had sent Olivia away had not bothered to clean the mess the spirit had made in her own house. He had left it as it was which had led to open a new case in the council for investigating what happened in the Stlinksons' residence as it looked like another massacre. 

This came to Councilman Creed's notice, the same man who worked with the black witches—helping them bring back their black magic while trying to get the seat of the head council. 

The very same night Olivia had been dealt by Lucas the councilmen had reported about the massacre. Creed went to meet the witches who worked for the main black witch. "There was not supposed to be any more house massacres before the sacrificial ceremony. Why are you killing people and getting attention to yourselves?" he asked in an annoyed tone. 

A creature with scaly skin like a reptile and slit eyes looked back at the councilman, "We didn't do anything," said the black witch. 

"A family got massacred. Every single person," said Creed. 

The witch shook her head, "It was not us. Sabbi would not like us doing things without her order. It must have been someone else." 

Before leaving the forest where they had met up, he asked, "How is preparation going on with the towns?"

"Very well. We'll be drawing out the energy and opening the gates. It isn't too far," laughed the black witch. 

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