You are on your throne, the servants were walking back and forth, some loyal soldiers next to the throne, ready to defend you, Zayn was on his knees at your feet, smiling sweetly while massaging your feet.

Zayn is your personal servant, extremely loyal and obedient to you, he is always following you, like a puppy ready to follow your orders, he would jump into a river of crocodiles if you told him to.

You are a king/queen of Egypt, and you recently assumed the throne after your father's death, as an only son the responsibility to rule was inevitably yours, you would probably have gone crazy without the help of your loyal servant.

“My jewel of the desert, what are you thinking? You seem so distant today”

His words are punctuated with kisses on your heel.