<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>Was she a servant now meant to entertain the guests of the Teahouse with her music and not her body?</em><br/><br/>Zara felt the urge to object; and if it had been the request of anyone else, she might have but...this was Ryan. And not just that, the touch of his hand on her shoulder caused a whimper to get caught in her throat, the fight draining from her. Bowing her head slightly, she spoke in a soft tone, "As you wish, Master Ryan." In a show of great respect, she turned her head and placed a soft kiss upon his fingertips.<br/><br/>If anything, she was very pleased that Atticus was willing to see her. She had much to discuss with him!<br/><br/>Taking the short few steps towards the piano, Zara sat down and tenderly ran her fingertips along the keys, her eyes taking on a slightly distant look. As her lips curved into a tender smile, she let her eyes fall shut and began to play a few selected pieces from her favorite composers, the sound of the music soon filling the room and her entire focus consumed on the pleasure she took in playing the piano.</span>