"You woke me." Leyla said, looking up as Amiee sat on one of her pillows. In truth, she had been doing little more than dozing in the warm evening air, still mostly awake as she listened to the voices from the main room. "I was dreaming again. Good dreams, the kind I used to have when I was younger." She sighed and sat up, stretching. She looked over at Amiee and offered her a small smile. She was quite fond of the elf girl. Something about her personality seemed so genuine. She admired her ability to be cheerful and happy. Of course, all of her companions had their quirks. Sonne was perhaps the most emotional of them, and the hardest for Leyla to understand.<br/><br/>"The prince has finally come to visit us has he?" She said, standing up with a yawn. She was wearing her usual outfit; a tight top that exposed her midriff and a loose skirt falling just past her knees. Her red hair was done up in a cloth wrap, some of it spilling down to her shoulders. "I wonder what kind of person he is?"<br/><br/>After a moment she regained her composure, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she approached Amiee. "Well let's go then. I don't want to keep our new master waiting."