Zal – Clean Water

Two and a half months since Uklag left.

Drip, Drip, Drip. The water drips form the cloth into the bucket as Zal wrings it one more time and then throws it on the table. Wishing in circular motions, he gets rid of all the breadcrumbs, sauce spills and other remainders of food.

The dining hall is a mess. It progressively became so. The Twins, or to be exact Aelana, without the guiding hand of the Master, became extensively obsessed with indulgence. Although they didn’t eat food themselves they wanted everyone to have a good time. For the time being this works but if this trend continued…

Zal allows himself a small grimace as he wipes away a strand of cum that stuck under the table. “No manners, these new recruits.” He mumbles and sticks the cloth back into the bucket, washing it extensively. He sighs and looks into the murky water. When his Master was here, everyone behaved himself. Uklag was a tad overzealous with cleanliness and that was something that Zal liked about him. The First-Servant knew that he was serving an objectively bad person and corrupted person, with all the mind breaking and demons going on that was a normal observation, but as a man this was still much better than working as a Drone.

‘Or it had been when it was clean.’ Zal thinks and goes to get new water. That is an overplayed though, of course, but still the current trend of dirt annoyed the First-Servant. When Uklag had been here he only needed one bucket after all. For the whole dining hall. Furthermore, at the end the water had still been clean enough for commoners to bath in it. It was a cleaners dream.

Now he needs one bucket per table and with how far the dining hall was from the baths getting new water was a pain. Once there, he heard moans from the baths. The twins, again mostly Aelana, were stuck there daily and had ordered the old plan of a few days where the bath was closed to be terminated. Now it was open all the time. Currently it still looked clean to everyone else but Zal already detected the first spurs of dirt that settled on the lower levels.

To say that he was itching to do something about it would be an understatement. He avoided a few people that walked in the opposite direction. They didn’t even notice him. It was one of the few things that he was thankful for in his life, his small physique and unremarkable body language made him almost invisible to anybody that wasn’t looking for him.

Of course, this was only true in the setting of housecleaning, but it made it a lot easier. Uklag crossed the baths to get to the sink and was promptly stopped by a shout. “Zal, dear.” That was Analea, the normally more level-headed half of the twins had been a quiet onlooker to her sisters indulgence for a long time. Zal guessed that it was because she got off on it as well.

“Yes, Mistress Analea?” Zal says with a loyal bow. “Come join us.” “I am afraid I have to decline. The dining hall is still dirty and I have to attend to other business afterwards.” Indeed he has, Catherine still hasn’t eatern anything today. His masters apprentice had taken up Uklag’s bad habit of disappearing into a room for a few days. Instead that she disappeared in the library. For two weeks.

“Fine then.” Aelana chimes in, “Be that way.” Zal prefers to be and gets his water. It takes another hour to get the tables clean. He would love the do something about the floor as well but he doesn’t have the time. Zal goes to the kitchen, grabs a few things that Catherine can eat cold and walks to the library.