(Well it was inevitable. It may happen from time to time.)<br/><br/>The two men left and she cuddled him, holding him closely. She told him, "no more choices today," and it made him feel better. Slowly, his heart started to beat quieter, his breathing started to lessen. He still felt weak and he was shaking uncontrollably, but he was more calm. Her body close to his brought him a comfort he didn't expect. He no longer felt like he had nothing to hold onto. He had her.<br/><br/>He got up, his body was shaking and had to put some of his weight onto her. Step by step he got closer as she held her tightly, hopefully not too tight. It felt like a struggle just to reach the bath, and the more he walked the further it got. They finally reached it and he felt the warmth of the steam. It wasn't a completely foreign feeling to him as he sometimes had to wash and pleasure a lord or lady, and on occasion Malora in a warm bath, after he washed them from head to toe. He enjoyed the warmth, but knew he wasn't supposed to enjoy the pleasure of the water for himself. Lady Kate on the other hand seemed to want him to enjoy it, and some part of him, the part that had been pushed down, wanted to enjoy it as well.<br/><br/>He dipped his foot into the bath, and it was inviting. He stepped again and lowered himself into it. It wrapped warmth around him, and held onto Kate's hand never letting go. He dipped his head into the water and pulled it out, and his shaking lessened. He grabbed Kate's hand and wanted to kiss it, but didn't. He didn't want to make any more decisions, and he laid in the bath waiting.