"Tea sounds lovely; we should certainly schedule that sometime." Myrelle nodded again to Lady Reine.

Then, as Leila asked if she was ready, she turned her smile back towards her. "Yes, I am! Thank you, Leila," Myrelle gathered her skirts in her hands to follow her new guide up the stairs, then wondered about her comment about being tired. It wasn't all that long ago, afterall, that she'd woken up in the dirt. She was surprised to find that she really was quite tired, though, as if whatever had brought here here in the first place had drained her. "I suppose I could use a bit of refreshing," she agreed. "Do the guests here gather at particular times every day for meals, or are the kitchens just open?"

Lord Märchen looked over when she thanked him, regarding her with a cool, detached expression while she spoke. The expression was not unfriendly, but rather it could be interpreted more as 'thoughtful'.

After a few moments, he lowered his eyelashes and opened his eyes again with a more piercing shade of gold, focusing on her properly with his full attention. "There are not many fae little or no who care to serve any master, Zinnia. If you are happy here, you will always have a home."

There were another few moments of his intense regard before he lowered his eyelashes again and resumed his usual detached manner.

Satisfied that they had made plans together, even if tentative, she'd curtsy to both in a graceful, sweeping gesture and walked off to another area of Märchen Castle, chattering to two of the invisible servants as if carrying on a proper conversation.

The third set of hands will float along behind the other two ladies, alert for any request.

Walking farther into the castle, her cloak swirling about her, she dropped back a bit to walk along side Myrelle. "Honestly, I'm not sure where the kitchens would be," She said with a shrug. Pointing a thumb over her back at the floating servants she smiled at the other girl. "But you can get anything you need for the floating servants. They're a bit odd but otherwise very helpful to have around," She said, casually pushing open the second door in the hall of the Garnet Wing of the castle. "This is the room across from mine," She said, gesturing across the hall to the door with her name on it. "Your welcome to it or any other room in this wing," She said grinning at the other girl.

Lord Märchen got to his feet, adjusting his cloak a bit before moving off into the deeper gardens without another word further to the little pixie, apparently having grown bored of the garden and turned his thoughts elsewhere without any announcement of the sort.

That was usual for him.

Myrelle nodded, glancing back over her shoulder at the floating hands warily. Well, she'd most likely have need of them soon enough, and then she could see just how they worked. "Interesting... I'll keep that in mind."

They arrived, then, at the door across from Leila's, and Myrelle smiled again. "Lovely! This will be just perfect, I think. Thank you!" Excited, she spun past Leila to move inside the room, crossing quickly to the heavy curtains to push them wide open. She gazed in awe of the lovely view first, and then spun around to see the room all lit up. It was a sitting room, she saw, with plush chairs and a table as well as a fireplace in one wall. The opposite wall had another door that was partway open, and she assumed that led to the bedroom. The thought of the bed reminded her of her unusual fatigue, and she sighed with a smile and turned back to Leila.

"Do you have any plans later this afternoon or evening? I think I just might lie down for a bit now, but I would certainly like to meet up with you later, if you're available!"