Ayrie ran home, grabbed some nicer but still comfortable clothes, and made it back to the bath house as quickly as she could. She was excited to learn something new to do with her magic, and wanted to get her bath done quickly. As she entered she handed a woman attendant her chit.

"What scent would you like for your soap, miss? We have Lily, Rose, and if you like the more woody smells we have one that smells like the forest." A young girl was holding out three brown bottles filled with liquid.

"Smell? Uhm, I guess Lily?" She took the bottle from the girl and was handed a fluffy warm towel. "Thank you."

"You just go right on in, miss, and we'll take your clothes and wash em out while you're in there." the girl said. "You can come back in the mornin' and they'll be dry for you."

Ayrie entered the private bath stall, setting her clean clothing on a dresser. She undressed and the girl took her clothes. Sliding into the warm water Ayrie felt a gush of relief rush through her. It felt so good to clean off the last few days of stress. The soap smelled lovely, and she used it liberally, hoping that no one would mind. She washed her hair and wound it up above her head so she could lay back.

"This feels so good." she said aloud, as she relaxed in the warm water. She wanted to enjoy it for just a few minutes longer.