Laelia slept very well that night and when she woke the next morning she couldn't help the smile that spread over her face. She got up carefully and crawled out of the bed to pull a clean, and less revealing, dress on. Pushing her hair into a half hearted braid before going back to the bed the girl leaned over Marcus and kissed his cheek tenderly,
"Don't forget me," She whispered before leaving the room. Laelia truly did hope that Marcus wouldn't decide she wasn't worth his attentions, that he would take her from this prison and make her into an honest woman. Sighing as she went to the main room where she and her comrades would tally their earnings for the night.