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Lucan threw his head back over the small section of the bath house. The servant bent over, washing his hair, careful not to touch him. Most times, he did specify if he wanted to be touched during his bath, but today, he was silent, his eyes closed, his fists lightly clenched. She finished, then swallowed, unsure what to do next. "Your Majesty... do I..." she trailed off as his fingers moved to gesture her to come around. He had special servants for all of these sessions, and she was one of them. The most frequent, actually. She used to be a princess from one of the smaller regions on the east of Vahrenhall. After being unable to pay the tax assigned to them for their security under Vahrenhall, the king had sent his first daughter, who was more than ready to come to Lucan. She had fore
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