Belle Adams' Butler

Chapter 221 - Back From The Dead? - Part 1

Belle had parchments spread all over her bed as she sat in front of them, reading the book that she had written about the basic magic which was not written in any other book that she had access to. She wrote down in another parchment on what had to be done and this was not easy. It was like adding different spells to one another to derive for another purpose.

So far, she had made progress and considering the fact that she was a vampire now and not a witch as in her past life, she was doing pretty well. The only drawback here was that the magic she was going to use wasn\'t simple magic but she was going to tap into the forbidden magic, to make the little fabricated world more alive. Mimicking not only the people but also the environment there.

Once she was done, Belle took the parchment which she had derived while throwing away all the other parchments into the fireplace so that they would never come to be of any use for another person.

"I am done," Belle said, going to the kitchen where Lucas was instructing the maids about what to cook for the afternoon lunch.

Lucas dismissed the maids and walked towards where Belle stood, "I guess its time we test now," and they walked out of the kitchen, "I have found the person who might be the perfect candidate to be the test subject for you."

"Who is it?" asked Belle curious. She didn\'t want people to be killed for her work but at the same time, it was important to find a soul to be placed in the ghoul\'s fabricated world.

"You will know," he answered her without giving the name right away.

Barron quickly then came running to them, "We have a problem!"

Belle frowned hearing this, "What happened?"

"We have visitors you might know! Both of you," Barron said tapping his feet once he had stopped running and stood in front of them.

This made both Belle and Lucas curious and they walked towards the door, but Belle stopped walking when she looked at who stood in front of the mansion. This was not supposed to happen. There was not a single chance that could happen but the two people stood with a smile on their lips.

There stood her mother and father who looked fine as she had seen them a few hours ago, "What\'s going on?" whispered Belle.

If she wasn\'t wrong, the people who were in the fabricated world couldn\'t step out of it and it was just the ones who stepped in could leave that world and return to the land of the living. Belle tried to remember the clothes that were worn by her parents when she had last seen them and it was definitely different from what she had seen. Were these the clothes that were worn before their time of the death?

"Belle!" Her mother called her, stepping into the house effortlessly, Belle could only come to believe that this was all a dream, but it wasn\'t. This was reality and she could see her parents. Walking, talking and breathing just like her, "It\'s so good to see you," her mother hugged her while Belle continued to have a look of shock on her face.

"The house looks the same as we left. Good job, Lucas," said her father.

"What\'s the matter, Belle? Are you not happy to see us?" asked her mother once the woman pulled away.

Belle was finding it hard to wrap her head around on what exactly was going on here, "No, I am. H-how did you both…" she trailed not wanting to remind them that they were dead and buried. So what was going on then?

"Has lunch been prepared? Your father and I went to the Isle Valley and brought you something as a surprise," said her mother and Belle wanted to tell them that, they being here was enough of a surprise. She gave a quick glance towards Lucas who stood quietly trying to figure out what was going on. He pulled the coats of her parents before placing it on the stand and leading them inside.

Belle was given a box and she took it to the dining table as her parents claimed they were hungry. The maids were yet to see them and she didn\'t know how they would be managing lies when they themselves didn\'t know how her parents had shown up at the front of the mansion. Telling lies about Barron to the maids, appeared to be much easier than the thought of having to cover about her parent\'s presence in the mansion right now.

She opened the brown box to see a dress inside it which was pale yellow in colour.

The dress felt real and she could feel the texture under the tips of her fingers which meant they did go to the Isle Valley and she wasn\'t dreaming but her dreams often felt very real, "It is very lovely," Belle thanked her parents for the dress that was bought for her.

"It will look absolutely beautiful on you. Did you go meet Edmond\'s?" asked her mother and this was the second time in the day that her mother had brought up Edmond\'s family. One was now and the other time was in the ghoul\'s world. It was tricky how intricately the ghoul\'s world mimicked the real world.

Barron who couldn\'t walk along with them in the presence of Belle\'s parents had decided to play dead in the middle of the hallways to get up once they had moved towards the dining room.

"Are they doppelgangers?" asked Barron to himself, making his way to the kitchen and he said, "There is an emergency! We have guests in the dining room, therefore, the meal is supposed to be done quickly. Also, no one is going to leave the kitchen until told otherwise."

The maids turned to look at Barron with surprise and shock, that the demon rabbit had appeared to talk to them.