“Is the water to your liking Your grace?” You asked as you walked over to the hot springs with a small basket of Chamomile flowers, and one by one; placed them inside the warm water.

He was relaxing after a long day of a general meeting with officials, concealed and other high-positioned figures.

You look up; seeing as he hasn’t replied; notice that he’s dozing off. You placed the item down and walked over to him, checking if he was alright.