"Is it safe to take a bath in my own chambers, Duncan?" she joked. "Am I safe?" A smirk played across her lips as she spoke, taking a her short steps towards the bath, her fingers working at the back of her neck, unbuttoning the dozens of cloth-covered buttons that ran from the small of her back up to her neck. Two hand maids hurried over and began to unbutton as well, the soft cloth rustling as Lady Gweneth slid it from her shoulders and down the length of her body, pooling to the floor around her ankles. Gweneth stepped out of the pair of matching blue shoes and into the water, turning slightly to smile deviously at Duncan. He appeared stern, but she could almost feel his level of comfort lowering by the moment. "I don't know if you are, My Lady. You might drown in that there scented water if you're not careful." He looked away from her. "Many a maiden have drowned in a foot of water, clutching the hand that held them under..." She turned more fully towards him, her eyes sharper than daggers at his statement. He was there to protect her, and he better damn will!<br/><br/>The bowman stood steady and calm as The Lady watched Duncan run off. Calmly she slipped into the hot scented water and closed her eyes. Oh, how the next thirteen days would be hell! Lady Gweneth wished for none of this, but she was aware of the real danger, there were those who thought a woman should never have such power and money, then there were those whom wanted her power and money. A sigh escaped her lips as her eyes opened yet again. A maid stood near her with soap and a towel, The Lady began washing herself, her long smooth legs up to her soft long hair. The bath was relaxing, she decided to wait for Duncan's return to leave the room. She stood from the water and took the towel from one of the young maids. After drying herself a soft long night gown was taken out of a old wooden chest in the corner. It was soft and glimmered slightly in the candle light. Gweneth slipped it on carefully, moving across the room to a vanity, where she sat while a maid brushed her hair and braided it loosely. "Thank you, Eliza." The Lady said to the young woman, who bowed her head and took a step back.