"Oh, but of course." Mareth replied, going back to her chair and eating once more. She ate fairly lightly herself, but that was normal. And when she was done, she headed back to her home, with Sylvia in tow, a sway to her hips as she walked. And she briefly thought about the gemstone in her pouch. But that could wait.<br/><br/>Her home, on the other hand, was small but nice. She led the way through the small living room with it's sofas and small pictures, and back into a well appointed bedroom, one appropriate for a wealthy merchant. And there she turned to look at Sylvia with a smile as she began to slowly disrobe next to the bed covered in black satins, her voice soft. "And here we are, Sylvia..."