Micar nodded and came up to stand beside his matron, as proud and sexy as he looked over the demon with growing interest. "Abduxuel, really, must you insist on tempting me with such beauty?" He asked him, in a tone that said to the matron that Micar really didn't give a rat's ass that he was surrounded by sexiness.  When he was dismissed however he bowed. "I shall await you my matron." Before he left tot he bathing room, ndressing sensully and stepping into the tub, making it ready for Abduxuel, for Micar planned to bath his matron this night, and truely tempt the matron he so revered.