She looked over at Cyne with her small, secretive smile as she slid further into the warm water, her head resting back against the wall of the bath. "You'll just have to take me up on my offer? I'm so sorry it's a chore." Elara teased, keeping her good-nature despite the difficult and unsavory topics they had discussed over dinner. Her eyes roved over Cyne's well-made form as he slid into the warm water, politely not mentioning the thudding of his heart that she could hear as if it were her own.<br/><br/>Almost as if on cue, the maid from the previous night entered the bathing chamber and left fresh soap and thick warm towels beside it before leaving to gather up the dirty clothing they had left on the floor in the bedchamber. "And what are your goals for your day tomorrow, Cyne? Without me hovering and distracting you so much, what will you do with yourself?" Elara asked curiously after thanking the maid and taking up one of the soaps, sliding the other to Cyne.<br/><br/>The soap bar wasn't quite as hard as one would think and the scent was not overpoweringly floral or musky, but the fragrance was somewhere inbetween. Elara's movements were slow and methodical as she applied soap bubbles over her arms and legs, taking special care to cup her breasts when she both washed and rinsed them when Cyne was looking at her, just because she enjoyed teasing him.