" Every now and then, I wish you wouldn't, but I thank you," She chuckles softly, snapping open the fan again, once more peering over it as she walked ahead. Her shoes thudded softly on the clean white floor. The Townhouse seemed narrower then from the outside- much longer and taller. Of course it was rather extravagantly decorated with hues of blue, gold, silver and white. The merchant queen smiles faintly, the glow of her skin seeming to reflect off the marble like candle light," Oh my~ Hm..." she lilts rather carelessly.
They are lead into a lounge- literally covered in all manners of silken, soft fabrics of every color. Pillows from the size of a baby to a small dragon littered the room in a somehow seductively messy atmosphere. But as if to ruin it all, a massively fat bird-like man was strewn atop one of the largest pillows. Quite akin to a man tarred and feathered but for a massive black beak- he was clearly... Just a very fat chicken with human-like features.
His head jerked up, the man snapping his beak a few times before narrowing beady black eyes,"... What is this nonsense, Jerald?"
The servant simply turned, gazing at Qi Honghu, who's face was still hidden behind the fan- she in turn whispers coolly," You wish to outsmart foes, yes? My dear Sura- perhaps you can try your wits and theatricality on our client here?"