Iris West’s POV.
I took a step back as the figure became clearer. What the hell was she doing here?
“How did you get in?” I asked her. I ensured I locked the door before I slept after the last incident.
“Perks of being head of maids.” She smiled at me.
Ms. Felicia sat on my leg on my chair. She had a gleeful look on her face as she stared at me. That could only mean something bad was about to happen.
“Wait! You're the one that broke into our rooms!” I accused her immediately.
“You accuse me when I just resumed duty,” she said, pretending to be hurt. “Or did you forget I was sent to the dungeons on your behalf?”
I gulped. She seriously cannot blame me. For what exactly? Accepting punishment from my superior?
“It wasn't my fault,” I said. “None of us knew you were not supposed to pun
