Breakfast Interrogation

NYSSA'S POV

"Good morning, Nyssa," Piper chimed as she handed me a cup of coffee. She waited for me to sit down beside her before she crossed her legs and sipped on the hot beverage. Sitting across from us was Bessie, spreading butter on her toast while grinning strangely at me.

"Good morning," I let out. "You guys were served breakfast!" I shrieked.

"Yes," Piper added. "The butler man insisted."