Cassandra Realizes her state of Undress.

Cassandra begins to regain herself as her daughters leave the chambers.

the Door closes and Cassandra asks Ichabod: "Are you Sure the committee of Noble Houses wouldn't choose someone else if one of the Princesses suddenly died of illness?"

Cassandra was waiting for the usual "not to joke about such matters from Ichabod while she decided whether or not she was joking. Only to be met with silence, she looked at Ichabod next to the red-haired maid with his mouth a gap his white shirt soaked in water and a noticeable bulge in his pants. A terrified expression crept on Cassandra's face as her eyes shifted from Ichabod to herself. Seeing her normally inverted nipples becoming erect and water dripping off her breasts and her crotch.

Upon this realization, Cassandra dashed behind the tube to hide her nude form. Calling out to her servant. "Ichabod!, Ichabod!"

Until he finally broke from his trance a noted awkwardness in his normally Stiff tone of voice. "Ye yes, sorry I was um ah... Are you alright Ma'am?"

"yes, yes I'm fine Thank um your excused for the night, so please leave." The queen said cowering from his gaze from behind the porcelain tub.

"Are you sure, I could run another bath for you?" Ichabod said realizing he turns his back toward the queen. "No, it's quite alright I'll just go to the royal spring" Cassandra suggested.

"Are you sure that was a nasty fall you had?" he insisted.

"Oh, I'll have the maid with me if I need any., Oh, Gods the amulet! Um, Ichabod could just get the maid amulet(whisper how'd I forget that) before you go."

As you wish, but please let a physician look at you tomorrow

fine, please just go.

"Fine" then Ichabod walks over to the maid a noticeable blush on her face as he unclasps the enchanted amulet from the red-haired maid's neck. Allowing her to hear noise once more, along with Ichabod's orders. "ahem, her Majesty wishes to take her bath at the royal baths you will accompany her as an aid. understood?

"Yes, sire." the maid responded.

Well, good night ma'am." Ichabod said keeping his back turned towards her as shifts to the door.

As Ichabod closed the door Cassandra began screaming internally at what transpired. A million thoughts racing in her mind. How could I let my temper get the better of me like that?! He's certainly not that little boy we caught trying to steal the King's chalice anymore. Just how big is He? Does he touch himself? Would he do that well thinking of me? How good would he feel during se...Stop thinking that I preictally raised him.

"Excuse me, Ma'am, Shall we get going to the Springs." the maid asked her eyes closed, holding a bathrobe. Cassandra took the robe and walked toward the Spring.