In the morning Fia was woken by the door being unlocked. When it opened, a woman in a modern maid’s uniform, the sort of thing a housekeeper would wear at an upscale hotel, entered carrying a breakfast tray.
“Good morning,” she said, taking no notice of Fia’s nudity as she sat up in the bed, baring her breasts. “Breakfast is served. Mistress will be here in half an hour. You are instructed to use the bathroom and make yourself presentable for her. You should also eat breakfast.” She eyed Fia. The redhead was certain this maid had seen it all before and this was nothing new to her. “I didn’t say so, but you should eat now when you have the chance.”
With that she hurried out of the room. Once again, it was locked behind her.
Curious that she was locked in, Fia reflected, because she didn’
