Ezra blushed slightly at his teasing remark. She realized how her question sounded. A young woman coming to a stranger's house and sleeping over. It was hardly the act of a princess. But if she didn't sleep, she'd pass out soon. She would have to regret it later. She nodded and thanked him for offering his couch. She didn't want to make him conjure a bed just for her. He was doing enough by helping her. A couch was good enough anyway. After passing out against a rough tree and not sleeping for days, a stack of hay would feel inviting.

She sat on the couch, ready to fall asleep, when she noticed one of Zugos' many rings started to glow. Just as she began to wonder what it meant, he basically explained it by saying he had visitors. She felt strange to be sleeping while he had other visitors come over, so she attempted straightened her hair once more before looking at the door. She assumed the sorcecer would open the door to find some villagers. Certainly they asked for his help all the time. Some people were just too lazy to work towards something, so they resort to magic. Other times, they're desperate as she was.