She quickly smacked the hand away from her head. "Don't touch me and don't give me a pet name. It's Emilia." She was ready to rip the girl's throat out for ever thinking she could touch her. She didn't bother going to find her room, she never liked sleeping inside anyways. She turned the other way and worked her way down the hall towards the back doors that opened up to a beautiful patio where pools were everywhere with waterfalls along with luxurious lounges. "Either they are planning to kill us, or they are planning for us to kill each other." She groaned.