"Milady, time to wake up." Anna's gentle, yet collected voice accompanied by the cold morning rays of the sun makes you open your eyes slowly.

Her heels make a soft sound on the wooden floor, her fingers delicately slide between yours, giving you a hand to wake you up a little.

"The bath is going to get cold, you should go now, Milady." The softness of her voice reaches your sleepy ears as she runs her hand over your shoulder, carefully straightening you up.