A relaxing bath would be nice.

He bows and heads out to order a bath drawn. You slowly make your way up the grand central staircase and to your chambers.
You share your castle with other members of your family, most notably your two sisters, but have the entire north tower to yourself. Your sleeping chambers are at the very top and the window and balcony look out over your lands with an uninterrupted view. The room itself is opulent with a massive oak four-poster bed dominating much of the space.
You enter and find the maid pouring the hot water into the large basin. A fresh uniform is laid out on the velvet duvet and you espy a tray of food upon a side table. ‘It is good to be home’ you smile.
After rearranging the side table alongside the bath, the maid withdraws, leaving you to finally relax.
You undress and sink into the water with a sigh of content. You can feel all the little aches from the unavoidable jostles of the carriage melt away under the steam. A closer inspection of the food reveals that your favourite pastries are hiding behind a bowl of the cooks famous ‘Never. Again.’ Spicy stew; so called because your father swore so every time he ate it.
You take up a pastry and bite into it, enjoying the burst of sweetness on your tongue. Now this would be completely perfect if only for one thing missing. You feel the desire for another and wonder if Doe is what you seek.