Absolutely!

Celeste took my hand and brought be back into the bathroom. She began stripping again. “Come on, hurry up, we gotta clean Sofia!”

I looked down. As skimpy as this outfit was, it was at least something. “Isn’t this basically a swim suit already? Can I leave it on?”

Sofia gently nudged me. “You’d get it wet, and it is a thicker material. It would take a while to dry. Do you really want that?”

Celeste smiled. “Wet uniform seer? Master may like that!”

I quickly took my outfit off. “I am going! Okay!”

Sofia laid on the bed thing that I was previously laying on. She smiled looking at me. “I’m glad my newest sister is so adorable.”

My face flushed. Looking at Sofia I realized she was so pretty. Her hair was more curled and it was a bright orange, almost red color.

Celeste showed me a jar of soap. “We use this one for Sofia,” she said pouring some into my hands. It was silky and smelled similar to honey. I waited and watched as Celeste slowly began rubbing it into Sofia’s hair. I tried mimicking it but Celeste stopped me. “Softer, like your bathing a baby.”

I thought I was going soft. Okay, softer. I got it. The next half an hour was more trial and error. Celeste nearly stopping to scold me every minute. Either I was too rough, or too fast or not being firm enough and similar complaints but she never seemed upset. It kind of felt nice in a strange way. Like a big sister being patient.

We continued to bath her until everything about her looked perfect, like a work of art. Then Celeste guided me to begin rubbing her breast. I looked at Celeste to see if she was going to scold my approach but she said something I didn’t expect.

“Look at her, not me.”

Seemed obvious in retrospect. Sofia smiled looking at me. “You are doing great little sis,” she said. She took in a deep breathe. “A bit slower.”

I tried to follow her instructions to the best of my ability, and paid attention to every motion of her body. Small or otherwise, I allowed myself to be fully immersed in my sister Sofia.

When it was over and we were all back in our uniforms. She pulled me into a hug. “You did great! Oh. Let me give you a tip. While on the castle grounds we all wear our uniform. Once a month Master takes us to the city. We wear something more stuffy then. But I need Master’s permission to make that outfit for you. So be a good girl! Then I will be able to make you something with more coverage. Okay?”

I smiled. “Thanks!”

All three of us made our way down the stairs. Looking out the window I noticed the sun was setting quickly. To think all I really managed today was a bath. This place is intense with it’s cleaning rituals. With nothing distracting my mind, I began to ponder things. How long have these girls been here? If they were charmed, did that mean they were victims?

How was Master doing this? Charming multiple girls on such a large scale was not simple magic. I am a smart wizard, if I understood what he was doing, I could probably undo it. That thought made me shudder though. Celeste said I should protect the charm effect. Hmm. I remember now, she said I should talk to Victoria about that.

Sofia gave a curtsy before walking in a different direction.

“Come on little seer, we gotta see Lillian because of your cut,” Celeste said grabbing my arm.

“Okay,” I said.

I was pretty good with direction, so I realized we were going back to the spot I woke up at. Lillian was there and curtsied when we arrived. “How may I be of service.”

Celeste pointed to the cut.

“Oh my. Are you in pain?” Lillian asked with a warm smile.

I shook my head. It was just like a paper cut. I was an adventurer. I wouldn’t even consider this worth tending too.

Lillian placed her hand on the cut. “Goddess of love and beauty, please grant me the power to mend the injured. Restore her so she does not scar.”

Warm light coursed through my leg and I noticed that not only did the cut heal up but the scars on my leg faded away. “Was that priestly magic?” I asked.

Lillian nodded.

Imagine asking the gods to help heal a paper cut. I almost laughed at the absurdity of it. I was a wizard, so my magic came from study, and not from the gods. Or mostly. Technically as a divination specialist I did occasionally invoke the gods. But it was a rarity and not something to be done without due cause. “Can I ask about your history? I didn’t expect to find a priest here.”

Lillian looked to Celeste.

“We got time before dinner,” Celeste said before curtsying. “As long as neither of you are late. I don’t mind.”

Lillian returned a curtsy before Celeste left and then turned to me. “I don’t mind. I was a traveling priestess before I came here.”

I placed my hand on my chin. “I thought traveling priestesses prayed to Eonore? The god of journey’s?”

Lillian sat down. “You’re very wise. I did originally. But Master asked me to switch my patron.”

“Interesting, did you find that odd?” I asked.

She looked up. “At first yes. Patrons of Eonore tend to travel for their entire lives. As a priestess to him I intended to heal as many as I could before I died. I never planned to settle down.”

This was really starting to erk me. Eonore’s patrons dedicated so much of themselves to the sake of others. To enslave one of them was just dirty. Think of all the people she would have saved while holing up in this room.

Lillian placed a hand on mine. “Are you okay? Do you want a calming spell?”

I shook my head. “Sorry. Just to think that your journey ended here. Let me guess, it was love at first sight?”

She placed a hand on her chin. “Why yes. How did you know?” she smiled before continuing. “Oh right. You fell in love with him at first sight too, yes?”

I tried to repel the thought, but it was fruitless. “Yeah. Master is…”

“Beautiful!” Lillian said.

My head felt like it was in a spin cycle suddenly. If I tried to resist, I felt my brain whipped around for one more cycle.

“Are you okay Rosemary?” she asked.

I nodded. “Yeah. Just, was thinking.”

“Goddess of love and beauty. Please help calm this new sister of mine,” she said.

Warm light engulfed me and I felt my heart rate drop down and everything just seemed less important for a moment. “That does feel nice.”

She smiled. “First dinner’s can be a bit tricky. Everyone is gonna wanna ask you things. I figured it would be best to help you calm down.”