Emily woke up with the strange feeling that someone had been watching her. She couldn't explain it, neither could she really put a finger on the reason why she felt that way. But still, it did cause her to wonder.
She sat up in the bed, just as a handmaid stepped into the room with a tray of breakfast. She froze at the door however, seeing that Emily was already awake. Immediately, she sank into a curtsy which made Emily snigger.
"Good morning, my lady," she greeted in a squeaky voice. "I wasn't aware that you had already woken up."
She stepped into the room, then set the tray on the bedside table before heading over to the curtains and drawing them open. She kept her eyes down, and Emily found her shyness amusing.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Matilda," she replied quietly, pa
