280 HIS WEAKNESS

“Hey, you!” Fay snapped at the maid that was carrying a tray of food. “Yes, ma'am Fay,” the maid hurried to her side, bowing her head respectfully, a frown on her face. No one in the house liked Fay one bit because of how uncouth she was. “Whose food is that?” Fay questioned. Holding tightly onto the tray of food, the maid responded. “It belongs to ma'am Shiva ma'am,” the maid told her and Fay shot up from the couch. “Great! Hand it over,” Fay said. The maid looked up at her, a mixture of confusion and suspicion in her eyes as she wondered why Fay would want Shiva's food. She already had her dinner and was so particular about the way she ate so there was no way she was after eating Shiva's meal. “What are you looking at?” Fay snapped before snatching the tray of food from the maid's hands. “Do you think I'm good to poison her or what?” She scoffed before walking out of the house with Shiva's food. Like that witch is worth getting poisoned by me. She headed for Sh