Sapphire seemed hurt that her personal valet wasn't sharing her massive room and bath and facilities, or her dresser and closet either, for that matter. Her dejected "Oh," could be sensed. The smile returned. "Well then, you're excused for the night after turning my covers. I tend to be up early, so if you don't see me in the bed in the morning, I'm in the bath." She pointed to the room. "Pop in there, greet me, and then await me to dry off and come back in here to dress me. I'm not going to ask you to be up when I am to help me bathe when I haven't had that help for a decade. Last time I needed help to clean myself was when I was eight!"<br/><br/>The next morning would be exactly as Princess Sapphire said. She'd be relaxing in the spring, running a loofah over herself, homemade soap on a rock and scented bottles of oil on the floor. Her "tub" did sit down some since it was a spring that would dip down. The servants cleaning area would be no where near as extravagant or natural with running water, and Sara would have to share even bath water with other maids and a few female cooks. Sapphire's offer of using a natural spring only shared by the princess herself, may become even more enticing, but she would also share the bedchambers and might possibly be disturbed with the early rising princess, no matter how quiet Sapphire tried to be. It depended on how early Sara arose to begin her day.