She watched with curiosity as he made the water bubble with one twirl of his finger. A big part of her really wanted to know everything he was capable of doing, but she wondered if it was rude to ask such a thing. Sajedene was relieved to find out that the Emperor had wished for her to share his room with him. In that case, she felt like she was able to relax a bit and just enjoy the fact that she was in this wonderful bathtub instead of scrubbing the floors or polishing a guard's shoes. When Daishoga approved of her idea to scrub his back and moved in front of her, she nodded and began gently washing his scarred back. His back reminded that of a slave that had been forced to work in the fields, disciplined by a strict master. As she continued to clean him, he spoke to her and told her an interesting story of his father.<br/><br/>In the legends, there was rarely any menton of the Emperor's parents, other than the fact that they were both dead now. Many speculated that Daishoga had killed them both with his powers, but judging from the way he spoke of his mother, she doubted this was the true. As for his father, he seemed like a person Sajedene would not have liked to get to know. It seemed like he had had a fairly difficult past, which could possibly justify his cruelty towards others. But why was he not like that to her? He had suffered so much that perhaps he felt better when seeing others around him go through similar pain. Or maybe she was reading too deep into it. However, she could not ignore the bitterness in his voice, nor the strange aura that had appeared around him. He was still hurt from the past.<br/><br/>"Please, do not apologize, your Highness." Sajedene spoke calmly. "As your personal servant, your burden is my burden. I am glad you chose to share something so painful and private from your past." She then paused, again careful with how she should say her words. "Sometimes, our lives become much easier when we learn to accept the apology we never received. Whether it is a village destroyed or a father that never treated us right, when we choose let go of the anger and forgive, we are free to move on again." Sajedene blinked her eyes and smiled slightly. "Forgive me, your Highness. I've said too much." Thankfully, the red glow around him eventually disappeared and he seemed to become much calmer. She wished she could have done more to him. Anything to make him feel better.<br/><br/>Sajedene finished with his back and offered him a small smile when he turned around. However, that smile faded slightly when he suddenly offered to wash her back. She didn't miss the slight playfulness on his face and blinked her eyes nervously. The worst part was that he even asked her whether she was going to smack him or not. He seemed to take it with humor, though, which indicated that he really wasn't angry at her for doing that. "Uhm..." She managed to say, still holding the washcloth. "Uhh, of course not your Highness! I would never do such a thing again. As for washing my back, absolutely not. Why would an Emperor wash the back of his personal servant?" Sajedene raised her brows, as if trying to reason with a child. "Or perhaps you are joking, your Highness. Either way, please do not worry yourself with me. Here, let me clean your face, your Highness." She squeezed the washcloth and folded it a few times before reaching out to wipe his face.<br/><br/>Big mistake. Now she was forced to stare into those amazing eyes.