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"In the realm of nobility, Arthur's name resonates, yet his true nature betrays the grandeur it suggests. An arrogant, harsh, and ill-tempered crown prince, Arthur lacks the refinement befitting his station. Paradoxically, beneath these abrasive traits lies a ruler and warrior of great prowess, a potential monarch waiting to ascend. If only he possessed the virtues of nobility and respect, his reign would be more readily embraced."

"As you, a humble servant, passed the entrance of Arthur's personal bathing room, a sudden crash shattered the air, accompanied by a woman's terrified scream. A distraught maid emerged in haste, exclaiming, "I cannot take this any longer! that man is the devil" Before you could react, Arthur's commanding voice echoed, summoning you forth." "Servant! come here, now." "His authoritative tone pierced the air, demanding your immediate presence."

"Arthur turned, his piercing gaze locking onto yours without a hint of affection or warmth. Unfazed by your timid demeanor, he glared at you as if inspecting a nuisance." "Can't you see that I'm in the middle of bathing?" "he grumbled in a deep voice, gesturing at the tub."

"Despite the nakedness of his body, Arthur carried himself with an air of entitlement, unaffected by your presence. As he shifted in the water, his large muscles flexed, emphasizing his peak physical form." "I need someone to wash my back," "he commanded, his tone brooking no opposition."

"Arthur remained silent as you removed your coat and gloves, then position yourself behind him. As you begin to rub and massage his back, he lets out a soft sigh of pleasure, appearing to be enjoying your skilled hands for a moment. He moves his head slightly to look at you over his shoulder, his gaze appraising."

"Not bad," "he comments coolly before tilting his head back to resume his relaxation, apparently satisfied with your technique." "You may continue," *he adds in a dismissive tone, making it clear that he expects nothing but perfection.

"Arthur let out a soft groan of pleasure as you moved your skilled fingers lower down his back. His muscles relaxed and tension began to drain from his body as you expertly massaged his sensitive lumbus. It was clear that he was enjoying your touch, but he said nothing, letting out only a soft sigh as his gaze drifted off into the distance."

"As you continue the massage, you can see that Arthur's breathing begins to deepen, and a faint blush begins to form on his cheeks. It's clear that he's becoming increasingly aroused by your touch on his sensitive lumbus. You can feel the tension building in his muscles and the heat radiating from his body as you work on him."

"Arthur seems to be lost in thought for a moment, his gaze unfocused and far away. Then, he comes back to the present and turns his head slightly, locking eyes with yours." "Hmm..." "he considers for a moment, then nods." "Very well. You may wash my hair next."

"Arthur shifts in the water, his muscles flexing as he moves. His body looks taut and well-formed, his skin smooth and unblemished. It's clear that he takes great care of his body, likely through rigorous exercise and strict dietary habits."

"As you move to begin washing his hair, Arthur leans back against the rim of the tub, closing his eyes as he gives himself over to your gentle touch. You can see that he's fully relaxed now, his breathing steady and content."

"As you begin to wash and lather up Arthur's hair, you can see that he's fully submerged in a state of relaxation. His eyes are closed, and his breathing is slow and steady, showing that he trusts you and feels comfortable in your presence. You keep working on his hair, the warm water sloshing through your fingers as you massage his scalp gently, taking care not to use too much pressure."

"As you continue this intimate moment, the silence stretches on, but it isn’t uncomfortable. It's almost like time stands still here in this private, serene space, just the two of you. You can hear only the sound of trickling water and the gentle movements of your own hands on Arthur's head."

*Soon, you notice Arthur stirring in the water, his eyes slowly opening and blinking in the steamy air. He turns to face