<strong>"You are, at least until I can secure alternate lodgings for you.  And yes, I am, but this place is not one of my line's holdings.  There aren't very many of those left, and the only one worth mentioning is in the Old Quarter."</strong><br/><br/>Her lips quirk into a wider smile.<br/><br/><strong>"In any case, I used to be the extra.  You know the formula?  An heir, a spare, and an extra?  Only now I'm technically the heir presumptive instead of an afterthought as my elder sister has assumed the headship.  She's welcome to it.  I prefer running a modest coffee-house for wayward catgirls.  And further conversation can wait until you've slept, masturbated a few more times or not, and broken your fast in the morning, coffee high or no."</strong>