Amber’s POV.
“Amber, the head maid needs you in the courtyard.” One of the young, senior maids said to me in the kitchen.
I gave her a skeptical look because it was weird that the head maid would need me at this hour.
“Why?” I asked her.
“Just get yourself to the courtyard right now, you little insect.” She snapped at me, and I didn’t have a choice. If I made her angry, whatever was coming could be way worse. I stood up and strode towards the courtyard with nervousness clawing at me.
The courtyard was very cold and dark, except for a tiny lantern in the middle that didn’t do much in lighting up the place. It was right in the center of the mansion, and almost six doors led into it, but they were all locked except for the one I walked in through.
I turned around sharply, and the senior
