Falis plopped down in her chair once she'd limped back to her room lead by her personal vulture and one of the burly men. The hunter sported a few angry thin red cuts across her right cheek and she held her left arm rather still in her lap.

"Now, now Rose, you and Sarah need to behave yourselves tonight," the nurse said to both girls. "I hope you settled your differences, but we'll have someone out in the hall just in case." She looked at Falis as if she'd be the one that would be needing protection. "Just holler if something like last night happens again."

The princess rolled her eyes. "Yeah... whatever. Get the fuck out," she replied.

"Language, Rose!"

Grumbling, Falis waved her hand dismissively at the vulture, her middle finger extended for a moment. "We'll behave, now I want to eat my food before it gets cold. You can yell at me tomorrow."

"I expect every bit of your meal to be eaten then," the nurse said before she and the man left.

Falis rolled her eyes and said something in a very guttural language that sounded a lot like it shouldn't come from a human mouth. Without any explanation to Senna, Falis started to devour her food.