Lucas stood at the door and turned around to look at Barron, giving him a stare as the rabbit stared back looking at him. Barron might not run away from here as he needed Lucas help right now, but that didn't mean he was going to give back the reaper his form and let the reaper go around. The fourth Grim was a mischievous reaper who caused trouble. It would be hard to fix things if he decided to take a walk himself out of here or got noticed by a death reaper.

"If you weren't the one who pushed the bucket of water, find who did it. It will be easy to pass your time like that," said Lucas before starting to walk out of the room.

"WAIT! I am not done talking to you!" said Barron quickly followed the trail of Lucas where the rabbit had to squeeze himself through the door that was about to close.

Barron quickly followed Lucas to say, "I will not run away from here. How am I going to protect myself?"

Lucas gave a look at the rabbit, "Who do you need protection from?"

Barron didn't know what to reply to this, "You never know who will come and attack me. What if it is one of the Grims who comes to drag me back?"

"I will make sure to toast for your farewell. Go find what the maids are up to and the person who spilt the water and I will think about it," said Lucas and Barron decided to do that.

"Where are you going all pretty? What happened to acting as the house butler?" asked the curious rabbit.

Belle waited for Lucas to arrive out at the entrance as he had gone to change his clothes from his usual uniform. She noticed how Barron, who was following Lucas quietly slipped away into the corridor and Lucas came to stand in front of her. Belle was used to seeing Lucas in his butler uniform that seeing him right now with a different set of clothes that made him look like a gentleman from the society.

His hair wasn't combed like usual and instead, it looked as if he had run his fingers through his hair. With a pale blue shirt that he wore black trousers and shoes, Belle asked him,

"Was this the one mama had gifted you?"

"Yes, it was given by Mrs. Adams. Ready to go?" he asked her and she nodded.

Getting into the carriage, Belle and Lucas left the mansion in the cotton hands of Barron who was unhappy about it yet at the same time he wanted to find out this culprit that had Lucas think it was him. For once he had been good and was in the room, lazying himself after he had cleaned his scythe and he was accused of no reason!

It was one thing to do and another to not do and get blamed for it! He decided he would find this culprit maid who had put the name of Fourth Grim to shame.

In the meantime, Belle and Lucas rode the carriage to the Isle Valley which was mainly built for the use of the people who belonged to the high society of elites, who had money to spend on things that could be bought while also reducing the chances of them having to see or mingle with the lower folks of the society they didn't feel were to the par.

But the ironic part was that the town Isle Valley that had many stores to offer to the people, right next to it was the black market that was used to sell things that weren't considered to be ethical to sell in other places. Black witches, vampires who were rogue, slaves that needed to be sold or a rare item that had to be acquired was sold for a high price in whispers.

The carriage was parked out and away from the bustling streets and Belle started to walk who was accompanied by Lucas next to her.

Some of the carriages moved inside the town and people walked on the side of the streets. The shops were open and the customers already getting inside the shops to buy things. There were some things Belle didn't like where she noticed how the masters and mistresses of the slaves pulled and pushed the one's they had bought.

Belle had sold one of the properties that now belonged to her so that it could be used for the mansion as well as her other expenses. With Lucas and Mr. Gerald's help, they had spoken to the town's magistrate to set up a shop that would sell woods in which she would be able to profit.

"The streets appear to be busier than the usual," Lucas noted at the number of people who they passed by.

"The time of festivities is approaching," Belle reminded him. It was the time of the year where men and women, children brought clothes and new things for Winter and celebration. Though Belle was here now, it reminded her of the last few words she had exchanged with her parents. The plan of coming here...

"Do you have anything specific on your mind to buy?" she heard Lucas ask her. She had come here to get some air away from the mansion with Lucas but now that he did ask, she wondered what to get.

"I think I do," she replied and they went ahead, spending time together in looking at the shops where Lucas was only accompanying her. The reaper had no interest in the worldly materials and he nodded at Belle and spoke just so that she wouldn't feel alone.

After walking in and out of a few shops, they were walking back towards the carriage when Belle met a man she knew and had met in the past. She bowed her head and Lucas did the same who looked at the man's brown hair and dark red eyes who smiled at them with a dimple on one side of his cheek.

"Good morning, Lord Nicholas," Belle greeted the man.

"Good evening, Miss Adams. I see you have been shopping," said the man as he noticed the bags in Lucas' hands.

"Are you here to shop too?" Belle enquired at the man who somewhere gave out the feeling as if he were Lucas' brother.

Lord Nicholas looked at a lady who was talking to the shop owner, a young beautiful vampires, "I am accompanying the fair lady. How have you been doing?" he asked her and Belle noticed how the man didn't question about her parent's death, "I heard you opened a store.:

"Yes, I decided to do that after thinking a lot about it," she answered him. Noticing how the woman walked back to Nicholas' side, Belle smiled at the woman who didn't return the smile. It was a pureblood vampiress thing which she had gotten used to and didn't mind it. As if unable to handle the bags that she was carrying, some of them slipped down and Nicholas and Belle helped in picking it up but the Lord instead of carrying it for the woman, he gave it back to her.

Picking the last bag, Belle handed it to Nicholas where her skin touched his and she saw a flash of something which she was not meant to be seen.