Zoya smiled. As if she needed him to guard her. Despite that she nodded in agreement.<br/>"I have only seen a baby room. That can't be my room?"<br/><br/>Then she thought of the rest he had said. Take care of his wife, not insult her, leave under guidance.<br/>"This sounds an awefull lot like prison camp sir," she hissed and looked at him as she raised an eyebrow.<br/><br/>"And I don't like being in prison. I just might escape," she added, hoping to be able to negotiate something.