pampered like a queen

It seemed that Siren would continue to keep Aliana guessing as to her intentions, for the clouded fae only received a knowing smirk and a response urging her to follow along. Aqua eyes blinked in surprise, but with nothing holding her back, Ali followed behind Siren with fluid grace, keeping pace with the dainty Klein queen down the dark hallways. They didn't traverse far—just to the other side of the estate in the wing that Siren claimed dominion over—and into a stunning milieu. Aliana gasped as her eyes danced across the grandeur of the grand bathroom, opulent walls and floors lit with candles all around the room. Steam had filled the air, making it humid and warm, but in a pleasant way. The scents of various flowers perfumed the air, inviting and pleasant. The entire room felt almost ethereal, but in a much more kind and benevolent way as opposed to the world outside.

Ali's heart missed a beat when she realized that Siren had prepared all of this especially for her. A single dainty white paw came up to cover her gasping mouth, reeling from the kindness of the gesture and the opulence of it all. A royal bath, as Siren described it, and oh how apropos those words were. This all felt like it was meant for a queen! And again, Aliana had to remind herself that she was now a queen as well. Gods, that was going to take so much getting used to! "Oh, Siren, this is incredible!" she spoke in awe, her breath stolen away by the sentiment. Turning to face Siren, Ali dipped her muzzle to go and place a grateful nuzzle to the gold and ivory fae's cheek. "Thank you, this is so very kind."

Unsure of where to even start, Aliana made her way over to the massive tub full of steaming hot water. She glanced over the flower petals drifting lazily on the surface, a heavenly scent rising off of the water's mist. Testing the bath with a trepidatious paw, Ali gracefully submerged herself into the water. The relieving heat soaked through her body, passing through weary and aching muscles to warm her from within. A soft surprised gasp followed by a satisfied sigh as the demure fae all but melted into the bath, feeling the stress and weight melt away from her body as her fur was slowly cleansed. "Nobody has ever done something like this for me before. Thank you, Siren." She turned bright eyes and a warm, shy smile back to her queen, feeling her heart quicken its beating in her chest. "How can I ever repay you for this?" Baths were not a concept unfamiliar to her. Even as a slave, her proprietors had demanded she maintain good hygiene and looks. But pampering? No wolf had done anything like this for her before—just Siren.

"Aliana"