The morning sun had come and Minisa found herself awoken by a client that had been lingering through the night, which he whole heartily paid for. He was a man of particular needs since his wife had passed some moons ago. Basically he longed for the physical intimacy of cuddling post sex and throughout the night as he slept. For clients that paid well, their wish was usually granted. His stirring woke her though as he dressed. Light eyes watched him with a soft smile on her lips. When he noticed that she had woken up he leaned down and placed a kiss on her brow. "Go back to sleep sweetheart. I will leave my payment in the usual spot. Thank you again for seeing me on such short notice."
Not responding but instead laying her head back down on the pillow but watching as the man dressed and laid his money out. The second he was gone from the room she counted her earnings. It was all there. Lazily she sat back down on the edge of her bed, leaving the money for either the madam or the owner to collect their share. Wiping the sleepiness from her eyes as she woke.
When she did rise, Minisa went to her door and ordered one of the servants that worked within the brothel to bring her water so that she could wash herself along with fresh towels. Then she returned to her room to brew the tea that was so well known to her. The water boiling over the small fireplace in her room as the herbs were mixed in and left to steep. It was a quiet morning, as were most. With the royal wedding over the influx of business had died off as men returned to their own lands and families. Secretly she missed the business and the merriment that came with such a wedding. Celebrations such as a wedding came and went so she knew that there would be others, especially with the King's large brood of children. The servant brought her bath water before leaving and Minisa quickly washed herself of her last client while freshening up with fragrant oils. Always smelling luxurious even if her day did not have anyone special lined up. Tossing the water from her window and then turning back towards her tea. Pouring the warm liquid into her cup before once again taking a seat on the edge of her bed.
There was a while where she was calm and quiet as she contemplated her day. Which dress should she wear and with which gems? How many clients were eager for her services? Once her tea was finished she went about dressing in a simple but low cut gown
. Making sure that her appearance was up to pair with the requirements of the brothel since she could not show up looking tired or less than perfect. It was apart of her job and apart of her own persona. Dark brownish reddish locks easily sweep up into a loose ponytail to show off her facial features. It was only once she was dressed and ready to face the day that she heard a knock at her door. Probably someone to collect the coins or a servant seeking to know if she needed anything. Either way she opened the door to the mysterious guest.
As her eyes looked up she saw none other than Lord Baelish standing before her door. Bowing her head slightly as she pushed the door wide open for him. "My Lord... such a pleasure to see you this morning. May I offer you something to drink?"
Why had he come, she wondered. To collect the money or to speak with her. Only he knew his purpose so she allowed for him to direct the conversation as he wished. Minisa always showed her employer the greatest of respect after all he was a lord and her employer. "Please sit if you wish."