Leyla entered the main room, not surprised to find the others had already met the prince. She wasn't really sure if showing up last was a good thing or not. She didn't really want him to see her as reluctant or shy. She had learned shortly after arriving that it would make her life easier if the people she was supposed to please liked her. In some cases, that meant doing a little acting, which didn't bother her. In the long run, it was always easier to play along with what they wanted than to raise a fuss and earn their contempt. Still, she had no idea what kind of person the prince was. Perhaps she should have shown a little more initiative, but Amiee didn't seem to think he was a bad person. Of course, it was sometimes difficult to tell what she thought about anything.<br/><br/>She could also have used a bit more tidying up after her nap, she thought. First impressions were delicate things and it would probably not have hurt her case to have looked like she had put a bit more effort into looking her best. Too late for that now though, she concluded, as she walked up the prince and gave him and Roshatha a respectful bow. It was important to observe proper etiquette.<br/><br/>"You must be Prince Zafrin. "She said, looking him over. "My name is Leyla. It is a pleasure to meet you. I hope you enjoy yourself here." He looked a little flustered, which was curious. She had pictured someone that was a little more self assured. It was a bit of a surprise to have someone so young and seemingly naive as her new master, but she supposed that might at least make it interesting. It grew tiresome always having to deal with men that knew exactly what they wanted, although that did tend to make it easier. "You look unsettled." She remarked. "I hope I'm not disturbing you."