Lyren sighed. It had only been one day but the door had been knocked five times already. He had just entered the room and the furniture though minimalistic exuded some class.
At the center of the room was a round table made of polished wood and surrounding it were three chairs.
The wooden floor was polished smoothly and one would think it was just one huge wooden block that had been used.
The ceiling was high and there was a candle chandelier but he highly doubted that he was going to be lighting it in his stay here.
There were paintings on the wall; some of ladies, beasts and others were just random.
There was a window that opened directly to the pod and the peach blossom tree. He had stood at the window and allowed himself to admire the beauty that came with this view and he had felt calm.
His sword was resting on top of the table with the hilt at the edge such that the jade dangled downwards.
The first time Lyren heard a knock, he had just decided to sit down before checking the other rooms.
He had not let this ruin his mood and he had opened the door only to find the waiter standing there wearing a very wide smile. He was rubbing his hands on each other and his face lit up when Lyren opened the door.
"Young master, as promised, I have brought you the maid. Here she is to cater for your needs for your stay here. Her name is Claire and she is under your beck and call. I will be leaving. Take care."
The waiter had said hastily and he took one back glance before disappearing.
Lyren had not seen the girl at first because of the waiter who had stolen all his attention. He now took a good glance at her and sighed.
Why was no one willing to give him his peace. He just wanted to be alone…
The girl was as tall as he was and she did not look at him straight in the eyes as her gaze focused on her feet.
He could tell that she had been made to go through a face makeover and even been forced to dress in this minimalistic way.
She was probably two or three years older than him. Her looks were above average and this was enough to cause men to go crazy and they thought that this might work on him too.
Now he was curious whether everyone who rented the room got this special treatment or whether it was his silver that they were after. This brought him to have thoughts on just what value did silver hold.
He could actually tell that it was valuable since there were copper coins. Maybe it was because he had two pouches of them that he was taking it for granted.
This was not counting the silver he had taken from The Bear.
If it was his silver that they were after, then, they were on the wrong track. His 35 silver coins had obviously paid for his accommodation which included food and the girl standing in front of him presumably. He then saw her bow and greet him.
"Good afternoon Young Master."
Lyren hated that title. He was not a young master and those pleasantries only made him feel nauseous.
He scratched his head because how was he supposed to keep responding to this flattery?
He could tell from her composure that there was no way that he was going to convince her to leave. It appeared that she was under orders to do everything possible to wring more silver out of him.
"Young master, this way," she ushered him inside and he was flabbergasted.
He watched her walk inside and then pull a chair for him who was still standing at the entrance. Wasn't he supposed to be the one welcoming or sending her off?
Why was the opposite happening?
He realized that his freedom was at stake and he had not signed up for this. It was already getting on his nerves.
He walked inside and decided to try an arrogant brute young master act. They should be aware that he had beaten The Bear.
He still had to assert more dominance so that they would stop looking down on him. They thought he was a pushover or a naïve kid? Then they were going to regret.
"Okay, I don't think that I require your services at the moment. I was about to go take a bath so you may leave. I will call you when I need your services."
Lyren said in a dismissive tone and he saw the girl's face change to neutral but as he progressed, a smile formed on her narrow face and Lyren realized that he had just shot himself on the foot.
There was no way she was leaving now. He watched her walk towards him swaying her small curves.
"Young master, how can I allow you to clean yourself? I haven't even prepared a bath for you… How can you bathe then? Don't worry though, since I am here, it won't take long before the bath is ready. I beg your patience."
She reached him as her fingers traced his chest which caused him to take a step back. He had been outplayed. How was he going to send her away?
He watched her disappear into a door and he could only guess that it led to the bathroom. Maybe all the VVIPs usually got this treatment because there was no hesitation from her.
It was several minutes later that the door opened and the girl appeared once again having removed her shoes and the dress she had been wearing having been loosened with the narrow shoulder braces falling on her biceps.
Her cleavage already showing.
Lyren had been standing waiting for her to finish the preparations so he could send her away but that did not seem like it was going to be the case as she held his clothes on the chest and started pulling him towards the room.
He could feel her strength and she was just a stage lower than him. This came as a surprise because she had a talent and she was wasting it here as maid, if he could call her that.
Lyren's vision opened to a spacious room which was the bathroom which had a bath tub at the center.
There were several shelves here and there he did not get the chance to analyze as he was guided into the tub. He stood there and he could feel her gaze on him.
Why were they doing this to him? He was just a kid… Or was it because he was a kid?
"You can leave now," Lyren said with a dry throat because that short journey here had actually been exhausting.
She had deliberately showed an empty back and the dress connected right above her butt line.
This had been the most agonizing journey he had had so far. He had tried to control his eyes but after all, he was a man… okay, he was still a boy but still a man.
"I think what you meant is that you want me to undress you and bathe you."
Lyren was speechless as she started removing his clothes leaving him with only his undergarments.
He looked at the tub and the water was steaming and red roses floating on it. A sweet fragrance permeated his nostrils but was this necessary?
He was standing with the tub behind him facing the girl before him who appeared more appealing.
"Is this really necessary?" he ended up saying it aloud and the girl just chucked.
Her hand raised as she reached for his forehead. She gave a gentle push which disturbed his balance and he fell backwards into the tub.
His hands reached for the edges as he pulled himself up taking in deep breaths before using the other hand to brush off the water from his face. He wanted to protest but she did not let him and he did not even know when his hair was soaped.
In no time, his head was already leaning at the edge of the tub and she was outside scrubbing his hair. He had closed his eyes and submitted.
He was going to indulge just this one-week period. He too deserved a probation period before the academy which he could bet was going to be a wild horse ride.