The princess sighed, lazily straddling your lap as she shoved a brush into your hand. She adjusted her skirts and loose blouse, pressing her lips to your throat as she giggled. “The other servants sure know how to have fun.” She sat back up on your lap, brushing your hair out of your eyes as her tail wrapped around one of your legs. “If only you weren’t all lowly thralls. Then maybe I’d let you all do more than just watch.” She shrugged, yawning and leaning back into your body.