The Pharaoh's secret exposed to her bodyguards

"Can't you be any gentler?!" Cleo winced. The sisters continued unimpeded like a well-oiled machine. Aisha swiftly brushed out Cleo's hair knots with swift, sure strokes, and Eliza rapidly clasped golden rings on Cleo's braids. "Let's skip the hair and get me undressed, please!" Cleo impatiently demanded. She mostly wanted to look her best, seeing it as a political necessity for entertaining dignitaries from lands far and wide. Her people expected a goddess, not a rumpled, sleepy-eyed ruler.

"As you command, your Majesty!" the sisters said in unison, each putting a hand on the hem of Cleo's nightie and quickly yanking it over her head. In the corner of the room, a male guard can't help but snicker at the sight. Eventually he breaks out in a full-on laughing fit. This causes a chain reaction of Cleo's muscular bodyguards incapable of hiding their laughter at her bared secrets in her comedic situation.

"Mphmph (Is that a man?!)" Cleo screamed while muffled by her nightie. The Pharaoh is currently in a precarious situation. Her tight nightie is pinning her arms above her head. She can neither see who's in the room through the fabric nor can she speak through the fabric in her mouth.

"What was that, your Majesty?" Aisha asked while Eliza helped move the fabric from Cleo's screaming mouth. "A-Avert your eyes! No! Turn around!!" Cleo bellowed, her mouth finally free. The men instantly complied, though the damage was already done, and a few were still chuckling.

Cleo's golden skin was complemented with a lacy pair of golden bra and panties. While Cleo's taste in underwear was gaudy and overly shiny, it was not what the men were laughing at. The men were laughing at Cleo's royal paunch being bared to all, bouncing free from the strain of her form-fitting nightie.

"How long have these men been in my bedchambers?! Stop laughing!! Leave at once!! And never speak of what you've seen, and I'll not have your head!"

"Your Majesty, they have been guarding your room every morning. The sight of your royal breadbasket never ceases to amaze them! Word has spread far and wide of their morning exploits! Have you truly never noticed them before?" Aisha asked rhetorically, knowing that Cleo was too much in her own world to ever notice her servants.