"In about forty-five minutes," Mill said.
Jael smirked, "That should be enough time. You may leave, Mill." He ordered.
"Thank you, Sire," she said with a bow. "I will be right back with more water and another bath.
"There is no need for that," Jael replied. "Just more water should be fine."
"Yes, Sire." Raising her head, she glanced at Mauve before turning away, she left the room with the servant at her heel.
"Enough time?" Mauve asked, turning her entire frame as she sat on the bed to look at Jael. "For what?" She asked innocently, her bright eyes looking down at him lying on the bed.
Jael smirked, "I am sure you can take a guess." He turned his gaze away from the door to look at her.
Mauve blushed and turned away from him, "No, I can't," she whispered.
Jael pushed himself to a sitting position, and leaning closer he said, "It's the least you can do considering you've been enabling every interruption."
