As she passed room after room in the four story establishment, muffled noises echoed through the hallways. They were pretty quiet for the most part, and Rhianna couldn’t think of what was going on behind those doors. There were people in there, some conversing and others seemed to be engaged in... other activities.<br/><br/>Any uncertainty she had was tossed aside as she heard the pronounced sound of a mattress rhythmically sliding back and forth on its bed slats. A few moments later, a man's loud and exaggerated moans came from a nearby room, followed by the incomprehensible words of an affectionate woman.<br/><br/>Thankfully for her modesty, that seemed to be the exception to the rule as there was little else going on in the building at that time. The door to Demilla's room was unlocked, though the place seemed empty. It seemed pretty luxurious, almost like the accomidations she had received as a princess, with a nearby bed draped in fine sheets and many fine pieces of art. There was a room off to the side, but the door was closed.