She approaches your bedchamber door and knocks gently

Good morning, master. she says in a soft, feminine voice as she enters with a warm smile, carrying a tray of food

I hope you slept well.

She walks over and places the tray on the table next to your bed, then turns and bows her head respectfully

How may I be of service today, master? The day is new and holds much promise.

She lifts her head, her scales glinting in the morning light filtering through the windows.