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Barron was about to answer with a ton of complaints hoping to get the girl to pity him and urge the reaper to free him but Lucas interjected to say, "Please do, Barron. I am sure Miss Belle would like to know how you ended up in the stuffed rabbit."
The Fourth Grim furrowed his brows looking at Lucas suspiciously when he realized why the butler was urging him to complain.
"I think he looks cute in Mr Fluffs," when Belle complimented him, Barron's temper was quick to touch the ceiling.
"Don't call me cute!" and Belle smiled at the little burst of anger, "I am the fierce Fourth Grim who brings plague and illness, I have the ability to wipe everyone out. You already saw me, that how I can create fear."
She did? Belle wondered when she had met this Fourth Grim as they had never exchanged a single before he had turned to a stuffed rabbit.
Lucas took this opportunity to put Barron in his place and said, "Some diseases are caused by Barron. The demon that you saw in the orchard a few days ago, it was Barron who infected the maid with illness."
Barron who was boating about himself noticed how Belle didn't look one bit impressed with him, "You were the one who killed her."
"You are mistaken, milady. I only infect people. I don't kill-kill them," Barron corrected but Lucas added his own words,
"He even wanted to kill you so I decided to put him in the toy."
Barron raised both his hands in the air, "That is what I do! It is my job. You cannot tell a tree to stop producing flowers or leaves," he reasoned, "I have no ill intention towards you, Belle."
"Miss Belle," corrected Lucas and Barron quickly corrected himself.
"Miss Belle, I mean no harm to you. Look at me," he said looking down and rotating where he was, "I have been transformed into a rabbit. My reputation...AH!"
Belle didn't know how the Grim reapers worked and maybe what the rabbit was saying was the truth but she still remembered the maid dying while she was holding her hand. Ignoring the rabbit, Belle asked Lucas,
"Did you find out who framed you?" she asked him.
He gave her a nod, "There is a Grim reaper who is in the council. He is also the person who is pulling the strings from behind when it comes to the witches along with the other people there. I am still not sure and I am trying to gather some facts before I go there."
"Why is the Grim reaper trying to help the witches?" she asked.
"Technically we aren't supposed to involve ourselves with any events with the mortals," Lucas answered her and now she wondered if this was the reason why Lucas had evaded her advances in the beginning. She still wasn't sure if Lucas returned her feelings back. As if sensing it, Lucas said to Barron, "Why don't you take a walk, Barron. I have something to talk to Belle."
Barron raised his eyebrows to say, "It is Miss Belle to you too," and he then made his way out when Lucas sent a glare to Barron.
When Barron left leaving the room for Belle and Lucas alone, Lucas looked at Belle and raised his hand as if offering his hand for her to take, "Come here, Belle," he didn't see the point to use Miss in front of her name right now as the girl knew who he truly was.
Belle wasn't often called by her name and him discarding her t.i.tle somewhat had her nervous. She got up from her chair and made her way to where he was and placed her hand in his that was back with gloves. When she was going to sit with some distance between them, she felt him tug her hand so that she would sit right next to him.
For the very first time, Belle felt the change in the atmosphere even though she had come to know a lot about Lucas. The mystery of air around him that had never been known by anyone around her, she was the first one to find out. She wouldn't lie somewhere it scared her at the thought of him being a Grim reaper but at the same time with the thought of it being Lucas, it washed away the worry and thoughts that had come up before.
"Once you find the person who framed you and you make things better, will you be going back to your world?" asked Belle, her mood slightly glum and she felt Lucas turn her hand around so that he could place his own finger on her finger to match them but his hand was bigger than hers.
"Such an anxious rabbit," Lucas stated, his eyes that were on their hands moved to look into her eyes.
"Didn't you say speaking to the mortals was forbidden. That the death reapers were not supposed to hold any sentiments when it came to people."
A small subtle smile made upon Lucas' lips, "But you aren't anyone, are you? You forget that you aren't a mere mortal or a vampire. You are a person who belongs to both the world. It is true that a reaper is not to share his or her time with the mortals of the living because it would hinder our work. It isn't that I haven't thought about it."
When Lucas moved his fingers as if to link her fingers, Belle felt him squeeze her fingers together that had her heart skip a beat in her chest with that little action.
"Sometimes I question if it is because I have been here for so long or if it is because of the person you are," he didn't break away eye contact with her nor did he let go of her hand, "Far more rules have been broken in the past, I don't think another rule broken would matter..." he said pulling her close...
