"Your Majesty, if you feel the water is too hot, should we reduce the fire and add some cold water?"
Seeing the slightly unnatural flush on her pharaoh's face, one of the maids asked with concern.
"No need. I merely wasn't used to it at first. You may leave."
Enduring the strange sensation of being watched by an invisible man, Nitocris gave the order.
Already accustomed to their pharaoh's solitary nature, the maid gave a slight bow before withdrawing from the hall once more.
The spacious bathhouse fell silent again, leaving only the girl's slightly hurried breathing.
After confirming that the maid had gone far away, Nitocris immediately stepped out of the bath and grabbed a piece of white gauze that had been neatly folded nearby, wrapping it around herself.
However, in Ye Ting's eyes, the brown body faintly visible beneath that translucent white gauze was even more alluring.
Nitocris quickly realized this as well.
At that moment, she suddenly regretted why the white gauze she usually used for bathing and drying herself had to be so sheer, and why she had not chosen a less transparent fabric.
But if she got dressed here, it would take even longer, and he would take even more advantage of her. As Pharaoh, Nitocris's attire was anything but simple. Though exceedingly gorgeous, it was also exceedingly complicated, and not easy for her to put on by herself.
And getting dressed naturally required plenty of movement, so it was better to make do with wrapping herself up like this.
Thinking this, Nitocris finally blushed and forced herself to speak.
"N-Now, you... you... can reveal yourself."
Thus, the familiar male body appeared before her again, making her shut her eyes in embarrassment once more.
"Um... can't you put some clothes on?"
Nitocris asked, humiliated and