Immediately when Syrisa awoke she looked around, darting straight up in bed. For a moment she thought it was all a dream but she never slept naked. She fell back onto the pillows, purring softly as she could still smell the scent of Emma on the pillow. She felt embarrassed that Emma had been able to slip out of bed without her waking. She must have been even more tired than she thought. At length she noticed the note and read it. With much effort she rolled to the edge of the bed and saw the trail of rose petals. In a second all traces of lethargy vanished and she was up and out of bed.<br/><br/>Still naked she poked her head out the door, just in case breakfast was being brought up. the last thing she wanted was servants seeing her burst from her room naked. She practically ran to the washroom, following the trail of petals. Her heart was pounding in her chest. All she wanted was to see Emma's smiling face again. She was sad that it was not the first thing that she had seen when she awoke. She slipped into the bathroom, all bare and gleaming pale skin with her long red hair dishevelled. She spotted the tub and her body groaned for want of the steamy water.<br/><br/>Emma speaking made her jump. Syrisa bit her lip at the sight of the warrior showing her deep cleavage and long legs. She could only nod mutely to the request to join her in the tub. She shuffled forward, unable to tear her eyes away from that magnificent cleavage.<span style="color: indigo"> "g-good morning Emma." </span>she mumbled,  feeling vulnerable due to her own nudity.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>