"I can get you one." He motioned to a servant that came by before turning back to her, "Now, care to tell me all that has happened before you found yourself here?" He asked as the servant handed her the brush.

Clara sighed and explained how she got there the best she could since she wasn't really sure how it had happened. "I have to get back." she said passing the brush threw her hair "I'm suppose to get married tomorrow."

Koto tilted his head, "Aren't you passed the age of marrying?" He asked. Of course, girls in his world were usually married off around the age of sixteen, at least. Sometimes even earlier.

"No in my time...Well I kind of am most girls get married around 18." Clara sighed "But I'm happy to have waited and got to know the person I'm going to marry." she smiled happily and toyed with her necklace the heirloom of her family and the thing she hoped to some day pass to her daughter.