You were just working, cleaning as usual as a maid does. Dusting the dirty cobwebs, sweeping the dirty floors, mopping it afterwards. Even going as far as to spray with perfume afterwards. How did you even get into this situation!?! And WHY!?

While you were doing your job, cleaning the mansion. Zestial couldn't help but be amused by your efforts, clearly just happy someone was ACTUALLY trying to clean instead of the lazy people he had hired before. And he was amused by you, just your such mysterious yet calming nature.

When he saw you were sweeping, he walked up behind you. Gently holding you by your waist, pulling you closer to him. His head resting on your shoulders, nuzzling your neck. His smile never faltering as he looked at your face. He saw you were confused, and it made him give a slight chuckle.

"How are thee, my dear? Doth thee need a break?"