Her patience was running thin, she knew she shouldnt have been outside, waiting for someone who might've never came to open that door. Just as she was about to leave, the door opened slowly but fully to a woman with wavy, ebony hair. She was tall- very tall- and has the sort of regal face that says she is one from privileged royalty. Noemi felt almost pixie like compared to her, but showed no signs of fear, or of intimidation.<br/><br/>Noemi bowed to the woman gracefully yet politely, as she heard the woman greet her. "Good evening, Madam.  I apologize for bothering you so late in the hour, but if you would do me the kindness of letting me stay the night? In return, I shall tend the quarters, or whatever you need be done, for as long as you'd like".<br/><br/>Her ears twitched a bit. "Spanish..", she thought to herself. The mistress of the mansion spoke what seemed to be Spanish to another male inside. Her husband or lover maybe? The woman quickly apologized for the interruption. Noemi chuckled to herself quietly as she spoke in a soft, and sweet manner "Tis quite alright, Madam. Forgive me for interrupting, but we haven't introduced ourselves. I am Noemi Genovese, yet another commoner. And you are..?"