Saphira chuckled softly, finishing the soup. "Just don't forget to take the ball night off," She says sweetly, placing the tray on her side table and getting herself comfortable in the bed again. "I'll see you in the morning most likely. Don't stay up too late." She closes her eyes and sleeps deeply. Saphira was always comfortable around the commoners, and was more likely to pick a commoner to be her king, unless she learns they care about power, gold and status. Especially when your queen is a talented gold finder.