<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">The music poured out of her like it often did; relaxing her body and controlling her mind in a way that not even she was able to. She was almost certain that the tune that she was expressing would be about what happened in the Gazebo between her and Fiona. Or at least what had transpired between her and Atticus. But no...the images flashing in her mind were of Anel. The whore who had been taken advantage of and forced to enjoy something that his mind had not craved. The music was moody, it spoke of sadness and of brokenness, and she wasn't able to stop the feelings that came out of her.<br/><br/>Until Rubee cleared her throat and snapped her out of her mental anguish.<br/><br/>Zara's head jerked up and the look of anger that flashed within her eyes spoke volumes. Thankfully, Rubee knew just how to handle Zara's ruffled feathers because the woman quickly launched into what she interrupted the whore for. At the mention of a new client  -- who had asked for her -- Zara relaxed her features and took one look at the man next to her. Her hazel eyes captured the metal gleaming on his chest but she did not say anything. Interesting. A Captain earlier in the day...and now a Colonel. Zara moved slowly, raising herself up from the piano bench and bowing her head respectfully. She had never seen him before, and that she could remember, she hadn't taken care of many men who served but then again...Zara often did not pay attention to what they had on. She only cared about what was under. Slowly raising her head, she flashed him a slow and soft smile, her voice soft and husky, "Colonel Flashman, what an absolute delight to meet you."<br/><br/>She paused and looked at Rubee, her eyes cooling for a second as she said quietly, "Rubee, Colonel Flashman will have his meeting with Master Ryan after he...spends time with me." She turned to the Colonel and laughed softly, her laughter seductive as she lowered her gaze in a clear submissive fashion, "I do hope that you do not mind speaking to the Master of the Teahouse afterwards. If I have kept you waiting then it was terribly rude of me and I should entertain you immediately." She paused for a second, and then turned to look at Rubee, her eyes questioning, "Is it acceptable for Colonel Flashman and I to go to my room?" The question was not one of permission; Zara was asking Rubee if her sheets had been changed and her room had been cleaned of the previous client. There was no way in hell she was going to invite a new client into her room when it still smelled of sex and had wax and blood littering the bedsheets.</span>