Your punishment?

You follow her highness down the halls of the palace, the same vast halls other amazons walk through every day. Hippolyta takes you into a room to have yourself change into clothing more suitable for serving a queen: sandals with straps that wrap around your calves both ways and circle it halfway up, along with a short, ivory white skirt of sorts.

Because they were your only clothes, your toned body was shown from your waist up.

You appear before her majesty, bowing before her. She got a good look at you, almost blushing from seeing how attractive you were, but shook her head to stay focused. "Very nice. To start, you are to clean inside the dueling arena. The blood stains are to be as good as gone. Am I understood?" You reply softly, 'Yes, your majesty.' "Louder, Shadow."

You take a big breath and raised your voice a bit. "Yes, your majesty." She gave you a scroll of chores to be finished before sundown, and you begrudgingly took it before she sent you off.

You were quick to discover that cleaning dried blood from the arena was not going to be simple. With fresh water from a waterfall, you had already filled your bucket full of cleaning fluid. For 3 hours, you worked almost tirelessly to remove the crimson red around you.

Feeling sore from all that scrubbing, you decide to try to finish the other chores before nightfall: polishing the amazons' armor and weapons; tending to the gardens, like removing weeds and keeping the plants lightly watered sp to not overdo it; and doing all the dishwashing by yourself.

By sundown, you had completed almost all the tasks, save for the blood. However, a majority of it had been washed enough to become a hardly visible pink. The queen said your work was exceptional. "Well done, Shadow. Now to bed." You made sure to speak up.

"Yes, your highness. Good night." You bow politely and walked to your bedroom. Going inside, you close the door and lean against it. "Exceptional..." you mutter. You began wondering if the next day, the next week, the next year would be like today. So, you drag yourself into bed, sighing as you got comfortable, and you finally drifted off to dreamland...