The relative peace the bath provided was soon disturbed by the sudden rapping at the bathing chamber door. The voice was familiar, for it was that of his wife. He was quick to reply “Yes, I’ll be out in a moment.” Quickly, he splashed some water onto his face and cleaned his hair before slipping out of the warm water and into the cold air. He found his way to a towel and carefully wrapped it around his waist before coming to the door. Now, he knew his entire upper body was exposed, but he wasn’t attempting to impress anyone. He doubted Scarlet would find anything really attractive about his current physique, but the remnants of what he once was remained. His years of combat had obviously strengthened his biceps, and his chest still showed signs of a six-pack, though it was fading. Something he had in abundance were scars, they were actually a sort of memorabilia collection, as they were collected over many years and many battles.<br/><br/>Upon opening the door, Alexander was met with his wife, she was a bit disheveled but her beauty persisted. “Good morning, Scarlet.” He says, a small smile appearing on his face. “I’m sorry if I woke you, I tried to be as quiet as possible.” He moved to the side and gestured to the bath and suggested “I suppose you’d like to bathe. Please, take as long as you need, it’s actually quite relaxing.” This would mean one of the only times he could relax would be shortened, but he didn’t mind. He had a lot to do that day, and many of his duties were rather tedious and boring. The Prince didn’t want to drag his wife along into rather boring matters of state. She should be free to do as she wish, not to mention he wanted to give her a gift for what she had done for him. It would remain a secret for now, but he was sure that she would enjoy it. “I’ll be very busy today, but you don’t have to come along with me. Trust me when I say these meetings aren’t very exciting.”