As he stood and began to dress, his eyes fell to his now-flaccid member, noticing with a start that it was cleaner than he had ever seen it. The realization dawned on him, sending a shiver down his spine. One of them had tended to him in his sleep, an act of devotion that was both humbling and thrilling.
The sound of approaching footsteps grew louder, and Salina entered the room, her arms laden with a steaming basin of water and a platter of food. The scent of warm bread and sizzling meat filled the air, making Theo's stomach growl with hunger. She set the basin down on a nearby table and offered him a shy smile.
As Theo took the plate and settled in the chair by the window, the warmth of the sun kissing his skin, Salina approached Ely, her voice a soft whisper, "Lady Ely, Countess's younger daughter wishes to speak with you."