Belle Adams' Butler

Belle was getting dressed to go to the dance class to ease back into life, which she believed was all she had before she found out about the existence of the land of the dead. Her routine hadn't changed since her parents had passed away as she wasn't the kind of vampiress, who took her time to meet and greet people outside in soirees. She had always stayed away from people which made her wonder why it was like that. 

She was trying to zip the dress from behind by making use of both of her hands when she felt a pair of hands that were placed on her waist, "Allow me," came Lucas' voice from behind her and she stopped struggling to drop her hands on both her sides. 

Belle who had already tasted what it felt like, when Lucas touched and kissed her skin, she wanted to feel more. When she remembered what happened in the inn, and wished she could relive it again, where there was nothing to worry. Feeling Lucas zip the back of her dress close. 

"Thank you," she whispered, looking into his black eyes. 

"Ready to go?" he asked her, bringing his hand forward to push one piece of her hair back into the braid she had made that ran at the top of her head on both the sides. 

"I have something to ask you," she said, and Lucas gave her a nod for her to continue, "I...Actually you, some time ago you spoke about buying wedding dresses. Were you serious about it?" she asked him, her red eyes staring at him, a small blush on her cheek. 

"Are you asking for my hand in marriage?" asked Lucas, his calm eyes noticing at how she blushed. Even before Belle's parents had passed away, Lucas had always looked after her. He remembered how troublesome of a child she was, when he had only joined Adams' mansion. It had become a habit to look after her, to fulfil what she needed and think what was best for her. 

"No, not like that," said Belle, but then she paused to ask, "Did you?"

Lucas would have assumed that Belle had died and returned, but Portia was an equation that didn't belong in the map of the stars which was why he was uncertain about how things might turn up in the future. With the witches, the Hawverts, death reapers and hellhounds on their trail, which he had been working on keeping at bay. He stared into her eyes. 

He looked down at her hand, noticing the twig-like ring which he had made on the spot that she continued to wear. Taking both her hands in his, he touched the ring with his thumb, "I think it is time to replace that twig with a real one with something more presentable. I saw a dress in Isle Valley for you. We can go and take a look when you are ready."

"You don't mind?" she asked because she wanted to know his view on it. And not for him to do just what she would be happy with. Lucas was not a mortal but a creature of the dead and as happy as she was for his willingness, she wanted to make sure, that is what he wanted. 

"Stupid little rabbit," Lucas lightly scolded her which was less of scolding and more on the side of love, "Why would I mind? We have shared more than a regular couple would have vowed. Since from the last life until now and the next, we are in this together. Even if the stars fail this time, you will have me, and I will have you. I wish for nothing but your happiness."

"Let's go looking for it, once I have returned back from Valeria," he said and Belle nodded her head.

Before Lucas was ready to leave, Belle tiptoed and kissed Lucas on his lips. Though there were times when she was shy, there were also times where she couldn't help but want to steal kisses from him. When her feet went back to be placed on the ground, Lucas tilted his head, looking at her. 

Belle smiled and she was about to step away when Lucas stopped her, pulling her into his arms where he caught hold of her chin and lowered his lips on hers. She felt his lips move against her, gently prying them open until his tongue sneaked into her mouth for a few seconds before he finally pulled away. 

"This is how you kiss," he whispered above her lips before pecking it one more time and then giving her a smile. 

When she entered the dance class after Lucas had dropped her off, she was in a good mood, softly humming to herself. Stepping into the room, Belle was greeted by the stares of the girls who attended the class and as expected this time there were more than two people who disliked her because the last time she was here with Lucas some of their male partners had eyed Belle. Not to forget the little fight that broke here. Remembering it Belle smiled looking at Hana and Muriel. 

"Good morning," Belle greeted them with a small bow that had the girls frown, wondering if the vampiress was up to no good. 

"Looks like someone finally picked some manners," commented Hana who was just done wearing her shoes. 

Belle placed the shoes that she had brought along with her on the side, removing the ones she had been wearing to change, "I thought I would pick some after you," answered Belle with a wide smile. 

Hana was about to step forward when the other girl stopped her. 

It had been really long, since she had decided to get back to the life she once had and now that she saw it, she realised how little things like these mattered to her. She heard Muriel say, 

"Don't bother with her. She looked crazier than the normal days. Her parents have eaten to dust and gone to hell, she will be the next one."

Belle who finished buckling her shoes stood up with her hand holding a shoe which she was yet to put inside the bag, when she decided to throw the shoe right at Muriel's face with such force that the girl shrieked and staggered back.

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