What? I gazed at the maid standing before me. She remained motionless, robe in hand, her head lowered respectfully.

I didn’t ask for a milk bath. I at last spoke, after a brief moment absorbing the sudden arrangement.

"It was Lady Aria’s request."

The maid then walked up to me, but the maid dress wasn’t anything decent. It clung around her curvy body, barely holding in the size of her massive boobs, revealing deep cleavage. It exposed her thick thighs, her wide hips. Each step she took tantalized me. Up close, she looked more beautiful. Her full lips, silk hair, even her horn looked quite elegant. She looked more like a noble than just a maid. Was this seduction? Absolutely. I don’t know what Aria is planning, but I stayed calm about it.

She then dropped the robe by the bed edge, proceeding to take off my clothes. Her slender hand reached for my attire. I caught her hand, stopping her. She flinched.

"What are you doing?"

"It’s your job to get you ready for your bath. I was doing my job."

Even her voice was music in my ears, turning me on.

Her face hidden under her silk hair.

I let go of her hand.

"Don’t worry, I’ll dress myself."

She then bowed before exiting the room, but her scent still lingered in the air. I drifted staring at the door. I shook my head, jerking back, and got dressed.

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After getting dressed, the maid then showed me the way to the bath. She led the way while I walked right behind her, dressed in my bathrobe provided. My eyes roamed on her hips undulating, her little dragon tail lifting her dress higher.

We reached at the bath. She pushed the door open. The scent of different luxurious soaps filled my lungs. I stepped into the steam-filled bathroom, well lit.

It was way more spacious than the mini bathroom in my room, which I thought was decent.

But standing in the main bath, it was imposing.

About to step out, leaving me to do my business,

"Stay. That’s an order," I said.

She halted, hands on the door knob. Her cheeks reddened. She already knew what I was going for. She nodded.

"As you wish."

Closing the door behind us. So I went ahead for the main attraction, a wide pool filled with milk. My jaw dropped. I’ve never seen such an amount of milk.

I dropped my robe to the ground, exposing myself. I tested a foot, the temperature. It was warm, so I slid into the pool till I was enveloped by real milk. A satisfying sigh escaped my lips. It was immediately feeling refreshed. I didn’t know what magic this was. I didn’t think about the wastage this was, cause that’s what luxury was about.

The maid was standing from far, struggling not to look my way.

"Come closer. You don’t have to stand that far."

She took some steps, then stopped.

"Closer." I ordered and she obeyed, till she was close to the pool. My eyes were constantly lingering on her, hunting for an opportunity to seduce her. Get in the pool. Since it was just two of us here, I had no fear she could be an assassin because the mana reading off her was very low.

"What’s your name?" I asked.

She was reluctant to speak but eventually,

"Solen," she said with a shy tone, barely masked.

"Hmm, it’s a beautiful name."

"It... my pleasure."

I nodded, descending deeper into the pool, enjoying the warm sensation on my skin.

"Solen, what’s the meaning of your name?"

"It means Sunlight... lord."

"Sunlight. It even sounds more angelic."

"Join me."

"Hmm?"

"You heard me. Take off your clothes and join me in the pool."

Solen then knelt on her knees beside the pool. She slipped her dress, drawing it off her shoulder, but her body language didn’t seem willing. Being a predator, well don’t really feel good.

"If you want though, it’s not an order. In fact you can leave... if you also want that too. I’m not forcing you."

I then looked away, though feeling her stare on me. She was rather shocked. I couldn’t speak for her but I believe the former lord, Amor, what Aria calls them, weren’t that nice, forcing their will on their maids.

Her earlier flinch when I grabbed her hand made it obvious.

"I’d... loved to." She played with the rope of her dress, embarrassed to take it off completely.

..? Uh I had guessed she would take the chance to leave but instead she was accepting the milk bath, which made me realize she was just actually embarrassed to take off her clothes in front of me.

"I could look away, if that’s okay for you."

She nodded her head.

I savored her cute blushing cheeks before turning the other way.

Then a knock on the door, and Solen paused. I was aching to see her boobs out, but the stupid person behind that door shattered it.

"Who’s there?"

The door then burst open, and Aria stepped inside also, in a bathrobe.

"Solen. Leave."

Quickly she adjusted her dress, scurrying her way out of the bath in fear of Aria.

"Aria you have the worst timing," I muttered.

"Was I interrupting something?" She tilted her head, playing dumb.

"Yes you were."

"Well, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t as important as your life? I realized I couldn’t just let you stay in the bath with some random maid when there are assassins lurking in this mansion."

Fair point but she barely had enough mana to even kill a fly.

Aria walked to the pool.

"The last assassin could conceal their mana. Did you forget?" Arguing further would be dumb, so I dropped it. Beside, she was right. I didn’t even think about the last assassin nearly killing me. The only reason she made it into this mansion was because she could suppress her mana to avoid suspicion. They could just suppress their mana partially to make them look weak instead of totally.

’Why didn’t I think of that.’ It seemed lust clouded my eyes to even think logically. Just like the wine did to me.

But... Solen didn’t seem like someone evil. What am I thinking. I shut the thought off and decided to enjoy the bath.

Aria then shed her robe fluidly to the ground, baring her nude. Unlike Solen, no sign of embarrassment written on her face. She just did it like it was normal. Her skin was smooth, spotless. She had a slim thick figure. She tied her hair in messy buns, some strands falling over, giving her an alluring charm. I wasn’t a fan of tails, but seeing her naked with her tails curling free made it sexy.

She joined me in the pool, arms length away. Still her lingering scent of her fragrance wafted to me. She sank herself, enveloped by the warm milk. I could see her boobs floating, her pink puffy nipples. I couldn’t tear my eyes away... Well, she caught me staring.

"Do you find me attractive, Lord Amor?"

"I find all women attractive." Lie. Just two days ago, I hated dragons, even their women.

"Very well."

So time slipped by. We stayed silent. It even began to feel sleepy. I got out of the bath, feeling much better, revitalized. Milk dripping off my soaked self. I grabbed my robe, putting it back on. I left Aria in the bath, stepping out. That was before I remembered something more important than this...

"Right, Aria. Who’s the head of the knights who protect the kingdom, the borders?"

"That would be Quinette, the baroness with armor on at the meeting... Why do you ask?"

"Nothing." I returned inside to pick up a towel, drying my hair. I just needed control of the Gordon Mountains.

On hearing so, Aria’s eyes widened. She turned to me.

"Border control...? Mind me asking why?"

"It’s simple. It’s a test. I’m going to demand Quinette to sign control to me for a night so she can secure an heir, to see if she’s truly devoted to the queen, willing to lose a bit of her power to follow the queen’s order. That way maybe," my voice then went low, apologetic like I was regretting something, "maybe if the queen could see how devoted I am to her, she could give me more freedom cause I believe in her. Don’t you think so?"

Aria’s eyes lit up.

"Yes I believe she can."

A smile before exiting the bathroom at last. Getting fooled so easily, I shook my head. I used the queen as an excuse and she totally believed it. I restrained myself from laughing out, cause it sounded dumb, being a fanatic for a queen who I could bet didn’t treat her any different from others. Not my problem. Now I knew who I needed first: Quinette. All I need is to sow the seed that forces her to me early.