"Nothing that I can't do for myself," Qismat answered with a wry smile as he rose from his seat. He motioned Lani aside so he could exit the room, and with a nod her way, indicated she should follow.
"I'll show you to your quarters. It's not much, but as I promised, you'll be able to furnish it later. Right now it's very basic, but I assure you it's at least comfortable and private. If you need anything, you can ask one of my servants, but don't be afraid to wander freely. My home is your home, and there's no room that's forbidden to you. You could even leave if you wanted, but I'd advise against that just yet. Ah, here we are."
Qismat paused outside a door and opened it, revealing a sparsely furnished room--though what furniture was present was elaborate. There was a table and washbasin, a tall wardrobe, and a canopy bed large enough to fit several people, the red, tasseled curtains currently tied back.
"I hope that'll suffice."