Henrik, like most attendants, was barely a man, having been trained and assigned to serve a knight from a young age. Part of that training was the discipline required to control his gaze and thoughts, steering them away from the obvious fact that his lady was deeply and intensely alluring, which was further intensified by her state of undress.<br/><br/>For all their natural cunning and belief in the inferior self control of humans the elves of Elysia the issue of assigning a young man at the height of his interest in women, and lacking the experience and wisdom to temper that desire, was not something which was apparent to them. Yes Henrik was a human, of the lower serving caste meant to serve and attend to the needs of elves, and more specifically to the needs of Valanna, whatever they might be. As stated he had been trained and disciplined well by his superiors, and if he had in the past proved unreliable he would have been tossed aside long ago.<br/><br/>Still... Valanna was simply beautiful, and if she understood the effect she had on men she didn't let this show to Henrik. He did his best to control his gaze and thoughts, pushing desire from his mind with all his might, preparing to dress his lady in the calm mechanical fashion he had so many times prior. He could dwell on her lovely figure later, privately, when there was no risk of her knowing what thoughts and temptations tugged at his mind always.<br/><br/>Today, however; was different. Today something even he did not understand seemed to come over him. For a moment as he began to lift the armor toward his lady his vision blurred... there was a sensation on warmth and pliance on his hand, and something hot against his body. It was pleasant, so incredibly pleasant, that when the realization that in a lapse of concentration his right hand had closed around Valanna's heavy breast through her bra, and his body had pushed up against hers from behind, he could not stop himself.<br/><br/>"Wha-?" his head spun, his mind whirled. Had his discipline failed him without him even being aware of what he was doing? And yet... his other hand had pushed up under the bra, his fingers pushing up Valanna's other breast and feeling her skin directly. Panic, desire, confusion, lust, shock, need... all these feelings assaulted his mind. All he could do was continue to move his hands, turning with fear to see his lady's reaction in the mirror before them.