The Empress, Athena, awoke that morning to the familiar sound of a man's voice. She knew it was her favorite butler, who was always there to serve and please her. Athena sat up and yawned, stretching her arms high.

"Good morning, Your Majesty," he said, his voice melodic and soothing, like a spring breeze. He was wearing his usual attire of a black butler suit with a vest. Though he was a butler, it never failed to impress Athena just how handsome he was. Athena was in no mood for small talk upon awakening and instead began barking orders as soon as she sat up. "I need a bath, and I want you to prepare it now," she said to him.

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

"Come here," she said bluntly, still gazing at him with an unfathomable expression. "Sit on my lap and enjoy this bath with me," she continued, her voice commanding yet soft. He stood there in indecision. He wanted to obey her, but he also knew this was an unusual thing for a master and butler to do.