<strong>Who:</strong>Konayama Miyuki<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kings Landing/Inn<br/><hr/><br/>Her companion was still asleep as Miyuki got off the bed, the former slave arranging her long black hair as she looked out of the window. Westeros, Kings Landing. She arrived here lost and afraid, but thankfully found a man who was willing to take her under his wing. It was so different, Westeros and far Essos, and as she was traded from Master to Master, the further west she was brought. Even now the traders were going about their business, Miyuki observing them from her position. Looking back at the other occupant of the room, the former slave had to wonder... He had not taken her for his pleasure, and even when her last Master set her free, it was after she was forced to satisfy him for the entire journey from Meereen.<br/><br/>Why did he not take her, even when Miyuki did offer herself to the man? She might not know. A smile formed on her face as she hopped back onto her bed, doing several stretches and exercises. She was a generic slave, not a person destined for greatness, but Miyuki always dreamt of meeting such awesome people. She heard of the Khals back in Essos, had even served one of them and participated in a Dothraki Festival, and they had been the epitome of the Warrior Men in her view.<br/><br/>Thinking of such things was something Miyuki had to tell herself not to do too often, as the distraction of viewing herself lie by a muscled man caused her to lose her concentration, slipping as she tried to perform a Meereenese Knot. Falling off the bed onto her backside, Miyuki gave off a painful whine as she rubbed her rump, wondering if she woke up her companion by accident. Anyway, it was time for them to wake up, as breakfast beckons.<br/><br/>"Jacob... Master Jacob..." Miyuki whispered, slowly shaking the man. Even though he was not her master, Miyuki still used that honourific out of habit. "Master Jacob, it is time to wake up."