Her Ladyship's Hound

Listen, your concern is very important and I'll try to get you in when she's free, but Her Grace has a very busy schedule.

the Princess isn’t technically allowed to make the maids join her in the bath with her to bathe her… however if, say, the new maid was on bath duty and started to disrobe from her dress and neatly fold it before setting it aside…. showing herself bare before her Monarch… and offered to join the Princess in the bath to better bathe her… lathering expensive, fragrant soaps in her callused but delicate hands… rubbing over every inch of the Princess’ body with extreme caution and attention. if she floated with the Princess and offered her soft, unclothed body as a cushion which the princess could lean against…. wet skin against wet skin… a level of closeness no other is privileged enough to see of her Princess… if she whispered softy, delicately in the Princess’ ear, “let me serve you, my lady… let me give you the pleasure no other is allowed…”

Okay so, this is kind of awkward. My lady, when I said I would be your hound, I meant that I would serve you and only you, stay by your side, follow your every command, bare my fangs at your enemies, and defend you til my dying breath. I didn’t mean.. uh… all of this…