It was the day of the banquet. Phoebe had prepared Calhoun's clothes the previous night, Mary was the one who would dress him.
Calhoun was shameless and didn't care that he was standing naked before his servant. Mary put her face to the floor until he had entered his bath fully.
"My king, what else do you need?" She asked. She wanted to leave his chamber, staying with him for twelve hours a day for three days had caused a detrimental issue for her. Calhoun's reasoning was beyond comprehension.
"Hm." Calhoun hummed. He ignored her question and submerged his entire body. He was enjoying his bath and wanted to take his time to wash. He expected Diana to at least show up. Even if she wasn't going to show her face or wait till the end of the banquet, at least she would show up.
Mary took it
