Synopsis
"Amel! Stop wasting time!" "Amel, the mistress needs you. Get upstairs this instant!" "Amel, did you finish what the young lady requested?" The second my eyes opened, demands came at me from all sides. For someone like me, Amel Kiselle, just a servant in the household, this was nothing unusual. It wore me down sometimes, but the big house—with its steady wages and walls that kept out the summer heat and winter cold—was decent work. Things had been running smoothly, until… "Amel, step over here for a moment." Why would 'he' want something from me? That doesn't feel right. "I…
