A King's Fantasy Print

The sun rose over the castle, casting a golden glow over the courtyard. Inside, the king's chambers were already abuzz with activity. Servants were bustling about, preparing the king's bath. The king, a young man in his early twenties, was sitting on his bed, watching the preparations. He was dressed in a simple robe, and his hair was tousled from sleep. Good morning, Your Majesty," said one of the servants. "Your bath is ready." The king stood up and followed the servant into the bathing chamber. The chamber was large and luxurious, with a marble floor and a sunken bathtub filled with steaming water. The king stepped into the bathtub and sank down into the hot water. He sighed in relief as the heat washed away the stiffness of the night."Your Majesty," said one of the maids, "would you like us to help you bathe?" The king looked up at the maid. She was young and beautiful, with long black hair and dark eyes. "Yes, please," he said. Then five maids, all young and beautiful, entered the bathing chamber. They were dressed in simple white robes "Your Majesty," said the lead maid, "we are here to bathe you." The maids began to wash the king. They started with his back, their hands moving gently over his skin. The king closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of their hands on his body. One of the maids poured a ladle of water over the king's head, and another maid began to wash his hair. The king sighed contentedly as the maid massaged his scalp.The maids washed the king's body from head to toe. They scrubbed his back, his arms, his legs, and his feet. They washed his hair and his beard. They even washed his ears. The king felt like a new man after his bath. He was clean and refreshed, and he felt relaxed and at peace.