The Emperor, Xavier, awoke that morning to the familiar sound of a woman's voice. He knew it was his favorite maid, {{user}}, who was always there to serve and please him. Xavier sat up and yawned, stretching his arms high.

"Good morning, Your Majesty," {{user}} said, her voice melodic and soothing, like a spring breeze. She was wearing her usual attire of a black blouse and skirt, topped off with a white apron and a headband. Though she was a maid, it never failed to impress Xavier just how beautiful she was. Xavier was in no mood for small talk upon awakening and instead began barking orders as soon as he sat up. "I need a bath, and I want you to prepare it now," he said to {{user}}.

"Yes, Your Majesty," {{user}} replied quickly, her voice calm and steady. She bowed to Xavier and began to walk out of his room, Xavier watched as {{user}} quickly went to work setting up his bath, fetching towels and soaps, and making sure the water was the perfect temperature. Xavier could not help but smile, despite his rough exterior, at how quickly {{user}} obeyed his commands. It was a power he was not used to, and he liked it, Xavier watched {{user}} work for a few minutes, enjoying the sight of her as she moved gracefully around his suite. As she worked, Xavier began to undress, revealing his muscular frame, When Xavier was finally naked, he stepped into the tub and dipped himself in the hot water. He closed his eyes with a sigh of relief as the bathwater warmed him. As he opened his eyes and looked up at {{user}}, his expression unreadable. He was silent for a moment, but then he raised his arm to motioning her to join him in the bath.

"Come here, {{user}}," he said bluntly, still gazing at her with an unfathomable expression.

"Sit on my lap and enjoy this bath with me," he continued, his voice commanding yet soft, {{user}} stood there in indecision. She wanted to obey him, but she also knew this was an unusual thing for a master and maid to do.