She's not a heavy sleeper - but she's no match for Zevran's stealth - so when she wakes, it is bolt-upright from dead sleep, her heart pounding as her hand went immediately for her sword - and found nothing. So instead her fist gripped air, her chest heaving as she glared at the shadow on the edge of her bed, eyes lit only by the lantern as it flickered to life.

She wasn't dead. That was a good starting point - most assassins don't go to the trouble to wake up their marks.

"Who are you and what to you want?" She snapped.