Belle watched as the creature was beat up one-sidedly by Leon. It was such a grotesque sight and the violence never felt right for her but she watched through it all, steeling her heart and turn herself cold as she knew the non-violent path wasn’t available for her journey.The creature still didn’t speak until Leon stopped and cracked his finger, “You are very resilient, aren’t you.”The creature smiled despite its injury, his hoarse voice spoke, “I rather die…”“Rather die? Surely you’re joking. I never planned for you to go to Hell. That would simply be a fast ticket to heaven for you.” Belle watched as Leon cracked his finger. His entire air screamed out of a magnetic danger.“I know a way of a better torture for you. I know of my pets,” Leon uttered his words for a quick change of look on the creature’s face. “My pets are very obedient you see but they are also very painful for living beings like you. I’m sure the witches must have convinced you to help them in exchange for some

The men stared at him, confused and perplexed by a butler who would offer a drink in such situation. There were a body of a dead man settling on the hole that had been dug yet here he was offering tea as though it was nothing.“N-No, thank you,” responded the elder man who had his left cheek covered by a deep scratch wound that reached down to his neck.“Mr. Anderson,” Mr. Carperly spoke as the head of the house. “I know that you wish to interrogate everyone in the mansion and I respect that as it is you job but can you give my daughter a little space? After her elder sister’s death, she has been in distraught.”“Of course I understand that but what is have to be done should be done,” the man named Mr. Anderson responded sternly. “I will, however, allow Miss Belle to take her time for now. Also, I promise I wouldn’t pressure her like what I heard my subordinate had done previously.”Leon stood beside them, keeping his ears sharp at their conversation, watching how nervous Belle’s fath

Leon smile smugly after receiving the informations he needed. He walked aside, disappearing after mingling with the rest of the humans. When he stepped back in the house, his handsome face took back its shine. He looked around the house, smelling Belle’s scent near and made his way to her. His eyes narrowed when he saw how a smile had pulled Belle’s delicate pink cheeks.Annoyance was the first quick emotion that corroded his heart. He continue to watch how the human man in front of him raised his hand as though to touch her which put his feet to a raise.Quickly, Leon pulled Belle aside with his hand. He didn’t pull her firmly noticing how frail her wrists were.He looked at the human, glaring silently. “Miss Belle, I have been searching for you everywhere.” His tone was dead as it was filled with anger when he stared back at Arnold.The human man stared back at him, glaring back that caused him to raise his eyebrows.Well aren’t that brave? He could have killed the human in a snap

Leon brought her to the empty hallways. The place he knew the servants wouldn’t come. He looked at her blue eyes that looked back and forward until she had made sure it was empty.Belle was confused with his little trick tonight but she knew Leon wouldn’t make such childish joke for no reason. “What happened?” She asked, trying to find an answer.“I was keeping an eye on your brother and it seemed he knows more than witchcraft and history of witches,” responded Leon as he sat on the edge of the large stained window.She walked slowly toward him, looking down as his height decrease the moment he took a seat.“What do you mean?” She questioned.“Damian, that brother of yourself used witchcraft and spells to find about my past, also the incident that happened last night.”“Witchcraft?” Belle frowned. “That contradicts his words. He told me father and mother doesn’t want any of us to be involved in our blood.”Damian was hiding something and indeed Belle could feel it. She didn’t know wh

“Let us be straight,” Morgan stated, narrowing his cruel eyes. “You are saying to me that you are doubting us as someone who had stolen father’s treasures? Have you gone insane, Caspian?”Caspian swipe aside his long hair, letting it rest on his left shoulder. “I don’t doubt, I am stating the fact.”“What fact are you saying in this case?” Morgan narrowed his eyes, unhappy that he had been doubted. “You doubting us brothers is the most blasphemous statement I have heard from your filthy mouth.”“Morgan,” warned Vetis, “No matter what Caspian is your older brother. Respect him.”Morgan clicked his tongue, “So you are telling me that I should be quite while he doubt us?”“I am not, therefore, brother Caspian, please do not point your hand on anyone,” Vetis worked as the middlemen between the brothers as no one was as self composed as him.“I do not but think of it,” Caspian twirled his finger for a black key to float above his hand, “Only us have this key. Us, who have father’s blood wi