Entering my living quarters, I found servants bustling about, preparing the room. The fire blazed in the fireplace, its warmth inviting as always, but tonight, I had no desire to bask in its glow.
"Out," I commanded, and the servants hurriedly obeyed as I strode into my bedroom. Leora was nowhere to be seen, but the sound of murmured conversation emanating from the bathroom caught my attention.
Stepping inside, I discovered Leora reclining in the sunken tub, surrounded by frothy bubbles. Pola knelt by the tub, gently washing Leora's hair. At the sight of me, she bowed her head respectfully.
"Your Grace," Pola murmured.
"Leave us," I ordered, and Pola promptly exited, leaving Leora and me alone.
My focus shifted to Leora, her gaze fixed on me since my arrival. I shed my clothing, dropping each piece carelessly to the floor until I stood naked before her, hands planted firmly on my hips, watching her reaction.
