"I guess so..." Asha said, mimicking Gerry's sad tone. She grabbed some clothes she had brought to her room with her and hopped into the bath-room. A short while later she hopped out, fully dressed and ready for the day.
Lords, eh? Four thought as a sly grin grew on her face.
"Uh, I think I got hit on the head and have some kind of amnesia. Can you explain what exactly us being 'lords' entitles us to?" Four asked after wiping the grin off her face and adopting a blank expression.