In the bed chamber 30 feet away, on a pile of furs, the naked body of Farah stirred. A small arm reached for her bed companion, only to come up empty. Turning her face to the right she grinned at the space that once held Shura. She wasn't surprised to see him gone, knowing he was in the main chamber reading one of his books. Stretching her body, she stood and began dressing. Around her hips she wore a black sheer skirt with cobalt blue beading, her breasts were covered by a matching band.<br/><br/>Upon entering the main chamber Farah laugh as she heard Shura talking to himself once again. "What has you so deep in thought lover?" She sat on the arm of his throne, coiling her spaded tail with his. She knew he could take this interruption one of two ways. He could get dangerously angry with her, but she knew she could defend herself if he did. Or he could take it as a much needed brake. Leaning closer to him, she feigned interest in the book.