Hearing a clang off to her side, Aisha spun gracefully in time to see a woman stood in the doorway, her complexion and clothing marking her homeland as Aisha's.  She had apparently been scratching or adjusting something under her skirt or...?  Maybe, hard to be sure.<br/><br/>Aisha laughed dirtily then dropped her mouth when she realised what she had done.<br/><br/>"Gods, errrm, Ma'am.  I'm sorry.  I'm really sorry."  Harem girls were expected to be lewd and hopefully she could get away with this.  Kahaya-whatshername stood openmouthed and Aisha tried to shoot her a dirty look without the dignitary catching on.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry Ma'am.  A joke one of the guards..."  Aisha trailed off, frowning at the woman's face.  She could have sworn she knew her from somewhere.  Can't place her though.<br/><br/>"One of the guards said."  She finished lamely.  Glancing down the corridor it seemed the Empress was winding up her conversation.  Either that or the roof collapsing would be enough to get her out of this.  Curse her dirty mind.