Florah moved slowly towards the king, Gavriel spread his arms for her to remove his coat.
He loosened his tie for her, Florah copied his actions to further loosen the tie so as to remove it smoothly.
Unlike in the morning, the king bent his head down for Florah to remove his tie easily.
Now came the undoing of the shirt buttons, her hands were shaking nervously. She tried taking deep breaths to ease her nerves but that was futile.
Maybe it was the atmosphere they were in that made her feel nervous, knowing that he could just snap her neck and nobody would know.
She fidgeted with the shirt buttons until the very last one, sliding his long sleeved shirt off his arms.
Now came the undershirt, untucking the shirt from his trousers. Florah subtly took a deep breath to calm her ranging nerves, it wouldn't be the first time for her to see a man's naked upper body.
Since her shameless friend would always undress his shirt infront her multiple times.
But she didn't know why her heart and nerves were acting this way.
Pulling up the shirt from his body, Florah stopped mid-way as the man was taller than her. This made it hard for her to remove his undershirt properly.
She blushed at that thought, since it sounded so inappropriate in her head.
"You seem to be enjoying this" Gavriel voiced predicting what thoughts went through the girl's head.
"N..no am not" Florah stuttered while defending herself.
"So you don't like undressing me" Gavriel said lifting his eyebrow in question.
"No, I do not" Florah said with certainty
"So you hate having this job" Gavriel challenged
Florah realised her answer had led her to fall into his trap and she cursed him internally.
Gavriel smirked looking at the girl who wished to be anywhere but here. 'Oh well you came to me. Now lets see what you really are'
"I..I can't reach above your head to remove the shirt, your Majesty". Florah said subtly implying for the tall man to lower himself for her to do her job and also saving herself from answering his question earlier.
Gavriel smirked and said "You want the king to lower himself for you, a mere maid" he said his expression serious causing Florah to shrink back a little.
"No that's not what I meant, your highness. Forgive me for my insolence. I will fetch a step stool". Florah bowed deeply offering her sincerest apologies to the king.
She felt like bursting into tears, he had done it while she was removing his tie now he was acting like it was the biggest blasphemy she could ask of him.
She quickly looked around for something to step on. To her luck, she spotted small wooden steps placed on the side of a big marble bathtub.
Walking quickly to grab them, she carried the small wooden steps over to where the king stood.
Only to see that the man had already removed his shirt Florah felt like screaming out all her frustrations but she had swallow it up knowing that doing such a thing would lead to her miserable death.
Florah silently went to put back the steps by the bathtub.
"So slow" Gavriel said to further spite his maid who could do nothing afraid of the consequences.
Unbuckling his belt, he removed his trousers and strut to his bath that was already prepared some time before he stepped into his bedroom carrying his unconscious maid.
Florah heard the shuffling of clothes behind her knowing that the king was taking off his own clothes.
She kept her back facing him too shy to look.
Gavriel walked naked and entered the bath filled with cold water.
Immersing his body in the water, he placed his arms by the sides of the marble throwing his head back.
Florah turned her back facing towards Gavriel to give him the privacy he needed for his bath.
Gavriel looked at the girl who had barely moved to do her job instead she stood there like a statue with a heart that was beating too loud in his quiet room.
"What are you doing, Red?" Gavriel asked
Florah was confused as to what he wanted, did he want her to look at him bathe.
"I am waiting for His Majesty to finish his bath so that l can assist him with whatever he requires of me to do". Florah answered choosing her words carefully.
Gavriel looked at the clueless girl and said "You are supposed to bathe me"
Florah's face was instantly flushed in a pink shade with embarrassment. 'Bathe him' she thought in horror.
Slowly turning around to face him, she found his red maroon eyes intently staring at her.
She gulped softly and grabbed the small white washcloth that was folded neatly by the side of the bathtub.
There was a small oval bowl filled with a cream substance that she assumed was his bathing soap.
Pouring a small amount of the soap that smelt like coconuts and pine onto the cloth.
She moved to start scrubbing her master when out of nowhere, Gavriel pulled Florah by her waist into the bathtub for water to spill out splashing the area near the tub.
Staring at the king wide eyed Florah was flabbergasted as to what was happening.
"Yo..your Majesty...." before Florah could ask why the king had pulled her into the water.
"Since you are new at this, l am going to show you how to bathe someone. Take off that filthy dress" Gavriel said seriously cutting her off.