((Nice!))<br/><br/>When called, the maid quickly makes her way up the stairs, and places her hands on the tub. As she does so, she quietly mutters a few words, her fingertips release a shimmering transparent field around the tub, and it rises into the air, just one foot. She then gives another little bow, and walks out, the tub slowly hovering after her without spilling even a single drop of water.<br/><br/>The door closed and locked, Alaedra can now meditate for a well earned rest.<br/><br/>In about four hours, she zones back in, her body having recovered from all the strain and tension of the day, along with the injury-curing, and her mind all fresh.