Waking up the next morning, Lord Cain, still basking in the delightful memories of his passionate evening with his new concubine, Ellen, leisurely sat up in bed. With the gentle flicker of morning light filtering through the window, he reached for his pipe, elegantly placed on the bedside table, and skillfully ignited it.
As his gaze fell upon the alluring figure of Ellen, wrapped in the soft embrace of the silky sheets, Cain couldn't help but smile, appreciating her beauty. Rising from the bed, he gracefully draped his robe around his body, preparing for the day ahead.
Making his way towards the opulent bath, Cain's eyes landed upon the two maids waiting by the grandiose bathtub. A smile of satisfaction graced his features, and he set his pipe aside before slipping out of his robe.
