King Arthur
    c.ai

    The lights flickering from the candles flame makes the room dim. With the steam ascending from the bath and the quiet splash that whispers from every Arthur’s move

    A long and tired sigh leaves his nose as he sits up slowly, creating small waves through the heated water. Even though he hasn’t let his whole figure get covered in the water, the steam from the bath makes small droplets of sweat form and then glide down his toned torso

    It is then the heavy wooden door creaks open