The two got into the bed, and managed to get back to sleep. They were woken the next morning by the sound of knocking on the door. As Tymora stretched, she realized that at some time during the night, they had repositioned so that her and Elenara were hugging each other. She gently extricated herself from the embrace, and went towards the door, opening it. A maid was standing there.
"Apologies, Lady Elenara. I was told this was your friends room," the maid said
"I'm Tymora," Tymora corrected "I assume you were informed of my condition?"
"Yes, of course," the maid curtseyed "Apologies, Lady Tymora. I was not prepared for you looking so much like her. The queen would like to invite you to have breakfast with the family. I've been sent to help you get ready."
"You don't need to do that," Tymora said "I can dress myself."
"Not to contradict you, my lady, but I was told you did not have clothing aside from what you were given. Regardless, go wash yourself, and I will return with appropriate clothing," the maid curtseyed again, and turned to leave. Only then did Tymora notice the cats tail peaking out from beneath her skirt.
Tymora closed the door and considered what to do next. The maid would be back soon, and one would almost certainly soon be coming to wake up Elenara. She should wake her up and get her back into her room before that occurred.