Tell the visitor to enter

Stewart feels too well rested to get up and grab a robe, so he remains in bed, naked. Making sure he is appropriately covered with his bed covers, he calls toward the door, “Enter!”

The door opens, and he sees two young women dressed in maid uniform step into the room. One carries a large, covered silver tray. They step into the room and curtsy. The one carrying the tray says, “Good morning, Your Majesty. We have your breakfast for you. Shall I set it on the table, or would you care to breakfast in bed this morning?”

After last night’s experience with one maid, Stewart can’t help but let his imagination run wild with what might happen with two of them, each eager and trained to serve the Crown in any way possible. He silently rebukes himself, thinking, “You’re thinking like a 15-year-old again! Don’t assume that all the palace staff is here to be your personal sex slaves; Lisa was probably just a young, star-struck girl who got carried away in the passion of the moment!”

He looks at the servants, whose inquiring glances await his response.