Chapter 336 - Wrath- Part 1
When her head hit the pillow, Belle had fallen asleep instantly not just because of the exhaustion but also from the blood she had consud from Lucas. While Belle rested, Lucas sat next to her with his hand brushing her hand which she hadn't let go even in sleep. The vacation she thought she had finally received was not a break but a path that led to more information.
The door flew open with Greed and Barron standing at the front. Before they could utter a word, Lucas raised his finger to place it on his lips for them to stay quiet. He then placed another hand on top of Belle's hand where she had been holding him, to let loose of her hold and he got up from the bed.
Locking the door behind him, Lucas stepped forward for Barron to whisper, "When did you both return?! We were going to et Edith!"
"Nearly one hour ago," answered Lucas. Barron would have scread his cotton lungs out that they were in the mansion while he was pacing back and forth on how to get Belle back. But Belle was sleeping and he was sure Lucas would reap him right there if he raised his voice.
"What happened?" asked Greed.
"She got pulled by a rmaid that was lurking close to the shore," Lucas replied. Barron had a look of relief on his face because he had thought it was Ophelia who had dragged Belle into the lake. Belle had not told it but when Lucas had removed the shoes she wore, he had noticed the deep blue discolouration that had ford around her leg looked like the imprint of spiral curls. "The lake of bones had never been safe. It is a lake of food for the dead, waiting for the living to step in or throw the dead bodies," said Lucas and he then gave a look at Barron as it was the rabbit's idea to go to the lake of bones.
"Ophelia was there…" murmured Barron, looking away to stare at the wall, "She didn't return again."
"The next ti you want to go, go alone. The lake will throw you out because you are dead, Belle is still alive and I prefer it that way," Lucas sent out a glare towards Barron and the Fourth Grim could feel the heat which could have burned him to ashes.
"Are you sure about that?" asked Greed who stood with his back leaning against the wall, his blue eyes looking at Lucas with a smile on his lips, "A mortal and an immortal being. Haven't you heard what they say about that kind of pairing? It is fun and sweet for a short ti but do you think it is possible?"
Lucas stared at Greed before saying, "There's nothing impossible. You should know that," and he started to walk down. While Barron stayed back to be with Belle who was sleeping, Greed followed Lucas down the stairs.
Belle, who had fallen asleep at the break of dawn continued to sleep. The ti of night arriving and then the morning before another night passed by.
"Is it normal to sleep so much?" asked Barron who from the ground had moved to sit on the edge of the bed at first, before going to sit right next to Belle who appeared to asleep in the sa position as the first ti he had seen her.
"She's exhausted, she's probably resting or worse she went back to the land of the dead," comnted Greed looking at the girl whilst he sat near the window. He looked at the blizzard of snow that had started six hours ago and it didn't look like it was stopping any ti soon.
Barron out of worry, moved his hand and poked Belle's arm who didn't move, "Where is Lucas?" asked the rabbit, "I cannot even feel if she is hot or cold."
Greed was tired with Barron's continuous question and worry. To keep the rabbit quiet, he left the side of the window to co check Belle's temperature by placing his hand on her forehead, "Slightly warm."
"You sure?" asked Barron.
"Why don't you check it yourself to confirm," Greed rolled his eyes.
"Dimwit my hands are made of cotton," retorted Barron.
"Do you want to try, turning it into ash?" asked Greed, tired of sitting here and babysitting the girl at the sa ti, Lucas arrived back in the room.
Barron then directed his question to Lucas, "How do you know she didn't leave her body and entered the land of the dead?"
"I have attached her soul to her body," answered Lucas, "I don't want Belle eting Crane."
"How mad do you think Crane will be when he finds out that he sent sothing else back to the dead while Belle is actually safe?" asked Barron, his ears moving up and down as he played with them.
"Fuming mad," answered Greed, "Lucas had not told him that we are with him so we must be safe for now unless Crane sent a hellhound."
"Who is the fourth fallen Grim?" asked Barron, his eyes looking curiously, "We know most of them who are loyal to the Hawverts and their work. Rower is rowing there, Edith t Crane, Lucas, Greed, Baltimore and Barron the great is here," announced Barron, "Twelfth is an empty place. Ninth and tenth Grim love the land of the dead too much to leave."
Before Barron could count the others, Lucas raised his head as if he finally understood who was the fourth fallen Grim.
"It is the second card of the Grims," said Lucas, trying to rember the last ti he had seen the Grim reaper.
Barron snapped his head to look at Lucas, "No ways he is going to descend down to the land of the living."
"The day Belle and I went to et Isabell. He was outside the church."
"If it's true I should start considering the alternate option of packing all my things and go live on an island!" Barron decided by hopping down the bed.
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