She could’ve requisitioned one of the bedrooms in the guildhall, but she didn’t feel comfortable there. The beds were too soft, she simply couldn’t get to sleep, and she habitually slept where she worked. So it only seemed natural to stay in the guildmaster’s office. She rubbed the side of her neck idly as she blinked the sleep out of her eyes. It’d take her at least an hour to get back to sleep after that nightmare. At least she had the consolation that the princess of the night wouldn’t be able to trace it to her thanks to the old magic. Master didn’t like the princesses from what she could gather. She’d hate to be a liability.