Belle who stayed back in the mansion went to check on the guests she had in the mansion. She knew having George in the mansion was risky could raise his suspicious if he found anything to be odd but if he never found out, the council's suspicion wouldn't fall on them.

Councilman Joshua had been sent to the Adams' mansion to verify the statements and take new ones from Lucas but instead of stalling him away which could have happened if the spirits had not shown up at the door. They had tied him up and placed in one of the rooms. Entering the room where the fireplace was still burning brightly, Belle saw the councilman who was staring at the wall to turn to look at her.

"I thought you are a good woman. An orphan who is alone and I was being nice to you but see what you did to me!" Councilman Joshua's voice had turned hoarse after all the initially screaming he had done in the hope of getting someone's attention in the mansion or outside but there was no on to help him. He had finally grown tired after an hour.

"I am sorry that you are in this condition but you need to know and understand that we are doing this for a reason not because we enjoy tying you up," said Belle, her voice apologetic as she stepped forward towards the man. At first, it was just his legs that were tied but now even his hands were tied behind him.

"Please, Miss Adams. I still think you have some goodness in you. Please untie me and let me go. Is it your butler who you are afraid of?" Councilman Joshua had met Belle Adams before and he had seen how heartbroken she was. She had red eyes that made him question himself if it was the butler who was a witch and not her.

"I am sorry," Belle apologized, "I will make sure that nothing happens to you in my presence. And Lucas didn't do anything. Things are just a little chaotic here today. I brought you blood, would you like to drink?" she asked him with a polite voice.

Councilman Joshua decided that the butler had brainwashed her, else, why would she be this calm when her dead parents arrived back in the house. He had heard how the black witches tried to resurrect the dead but he would have never known that it was possible until what he saw today.

"You don't know what you're doing. I know it is scary at first but believe me, I will make sure that you are safe and the witch is dealt with. Including the rabbit," Councilman Joshua tried to convince her and Belle couldn't do nothing but stare at him.

She had told the servants because she trusted them enough to keep the secret, while watch over the mansion with them but the councilman was someone she had barely spent time with.

Telling every single person possibly was not going to help. It would be a secret that was going to spread out until every single person knew about it and the people of the dead didn't like their presence to be known.

"Blood?" Belle asked him and the man stared at her before shaking his head.

"I don't need it," he said unsure of what would be mixed in it. Both Joshua and Belle heard something in the corridor, gaining their attention and Belle turned her eyes look at the door which she had closed. If Joshua would start yelling for help, Belle wouldn't look back in turning him mute.

"Please stay quiet unless you want to see yourself on the other side of life," said Belle.

Standing up from the chair she had taken a seat, she placed the blood on the table and walked towards the door. Placing her hand on the knob, she tried to turn it and push it open, peeking her head out to see no one there. She stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her and she started to walk to hear another crackling sound. The lanterns that were placed on the walls were flickering in and out.

It was not normal for the lanterns to behave like that, and this had Belle furrow her brows in question if there was someone or something that had entered the mansion. With both Lucas and Barron gone, it was just Belle. She continued to walk around the mansion but she didn't find anything. Even Geroge's room was closed as he was sleeping.

Her bare feet made up towards the stairs, to reach the floor that was the coldest out of the lot. She wore her coat on her nightdress to keep herself warm. It had started to snow again around the mansion, bringing more snow to the ground.

"You have been having an eventful day," said Greed when she was passing the room he was, "Won't you come to talk to me?" he asked her.

Belle stopped her footsteps, looking at Greed who was sitting in the same position she had seen him a couple of hours ago, "You never ask someone who you have killed and threatening for company. Didn't you know that?" asked Belle.

Greed smiled at her, a small chuckle passing through his lips, "You are right but I am sure you are looking for company, milady," he was being nice and polite to her and this raised red flags in Belle's head.

Her red eyes looked at Greed and he looked back at her with his black ones, "Come sit. Your mark won't let me step away from this circle, to come to harm you. Or is it that you don't believe in the magic you have placed?" he taunted her.

"I have nothing to speak to you," said Belle, turning her head away and taking a step forward to hear Greed say,

"Not even about Guilt's past?" on his words, Belle paused her footsteps.

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