Like a lioness, I flinched for action, taking caution and careful as I advanced towards our chambers. The servant was clamoring and gasping for life now I became nervous. Salsa scuttled right behind me, hooting her breath in fear and burning the back of my neck with her warm breath and combing around for my husband.

The scream of the servant had startled everyone and soon, darting eyes peeped through their windows to wonder what was the problem. But no one wanted to risk coming out of their chambers to verify with me because certainly in the mansion presently it was only my husband that courted trouble and ruin; the...