Belle got back to the mansion with Lucas in the carriage to avoid any suspicion from a lurking reaper who was trying to find the fallen Grims of the land of the dead. Sitting and looking outside the carriage, she felt Lucas' hand that found its way to Belle's hand. Holding it, Belle, who was looking outside the window, smiled at him.

She was so happy to have him by her side, but it was not just him as there were other two Grims who had sided in this little fight against the Hawverts who was the reason why she had to die early in her previous life. The five servants who worked for the Adams' mansion knew the truth, and they were loyal.

"Do you want to go to the dance class?" he inquired.

"Won't it be too soon?" asked Belle because earlier Crane had appeared in Edith's office out of nowhere.

Lucas gave a thoughtful nod to her and put his hand around her neck and pulled her towards him before bringing his face close to hers. Belle got slightly excited that she was going to receive a kiss when he placed his forehead on hers.

Lucas parted his lips to say, "Part your lips for me, little Belle," he whispered.

She did as he had asked her to do when she saw something pass from his lips to hers. It was a white smokey fog that Belle couldn't stop looking at, and Lucas continued to pass it into her mouth to finally place his hand on her throat, moving it from the top to the base of her neck as if wanting her to swallow what he gave her and she closed her mouth.

Before they could pull away, Lucas pecked her lips as he had noticed the way her heart had hitched in her chest at the thought of a kiss from him.

"What was that?" she asked him.

"Soul transferring," he answered her question, "The people of the land of the living beings perceive by physical appearance but the people from the land of the dead, they look at the souls. What Crane saw was obviously not you but the corrupted version of you. With my soul mixed with yours, it will be long before he finds out who you really are again."

"What about you?" asked Belle because Lucas would need to alter his soul too at least until she learned the forbidden magic from the book of the dead- Vervus.

"I have some ways to fix it. But I am not sure if Barron would be willing to do it," replied Lucas and Belle raised her brows.

"He should be ready for it if he doesn't want to be caught right away," the fourth Grim was someone who equated to trouble and if things would topple, it would end up with the Grims and the hellhounds catching first Barron that would lead to them.

"NO!" came the reply from Barron when Belle and Lucas had returned back to the mansion and Lucas told what he had on his mind. Barron's ears had stood up as he glared at Lucas, "I am not doing it."

"I am fine with it," Greed agreed to Lucas' suggestion.

��There's no compulsion, Barron. You can pick someone you want. There are a lot of people," explained Lucas but Barron shook his head for his ears to flop around once they fell back to the sides of his face.

"Of course, Greed would not have an issue creating a master slave bond with you!" Barron pulled his ears with his hands. There were only a few bonds that would work in the mortal world and a lot of them came with being in love for the couples and the only one that didn't need the criteria of love was the master-slave bond. By creating bonds, they could alter the souls which would save them from the Grims finding who they were for the first few days at least. But Barron the Fourth card of the Grims didn't want to create a bond like that with Lucas as he he didn't want to be someone's servant, "How about this, I am the master bondholder and you become the servant," said the little rabbit.

"In your dreams," Lucas rolled his eyes at Barron.

Greed didn't bother to wait and walked to where Lucas stood, raising his hand to start the bond. Lucas brought his own hand forward and ran his finger across the Sixth Grim's hand for blood to ooze out before Lucas dipped his nail into Greed's flesh.

"There it's done," said Lucas and Greed brought the hand up to lick the blood that had spilt out from the palm of his hand.

When everyone's eyes fell on Barron, the rabbit stood its ground by saying, "I am still not doing it! I am the master of me!" and it turned its body around to start walking up the stairs.

"Will he be alright?" asked Belle, slightly worried because Barron was the trouble magnet.

"Let's hope he doesn't leave the house or doesn't get spotted by any dead person. If he does maybe he will finally agree," commented Lucas.

Lucas left the hall to check the kitchen to see what the maids were doing as it had turned out to be a habit of being a butler in the mansion for the last eleven years, "You are supposed to be worried," Belle heard Greed speak next to her. She gave him a questioning look when he said, "I share a bond with Lucas now."

Belle smiled at Greed's words, "I am not worried about it. For someone who did a sloppy job of leaving my soul in the land of the living," she replied, starting to walk in the way Barron had gone up the stairs so that she could go to her room but she stopped to turn, "Every time when someone has done something Lucas has reaped them. You shouldn't act like a jealous finance, Greed."

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