Joyce's POV

“ Little Mistress! Little Mistress!” Irene yelled, barging into my room like the castle was set on fire. 

I dashed up from the bed, with a little saliva at the edges of my lips, wondering what the fuss was all about. 

“ What? What happened?” I asked drowsily, half asleep. It was four o clock in the morning. 

“ You'll never believe what my little pair of eyes just saw.” She said grinning from ear to ear as she shook me. 

“ Stop. What happened.” ...