"I have returned." Seth threw open the door into Isis's room and saw her sitting, a servant wiping her hair with a towel. "Look at you. Already getting accustomed to the rules of this place."
Isis rolled her eyes, "I couldn't refuse. Even when I bathed, she forced a few of her servants to wash me. I have never felt so uncomfortable in my life." Seth smirked and took a seat, taking the mask off, letting his face breathe.
"Well, it hardly seems to bother you." Seth looked up at the woman's collar and faint smile, making Isis lower her head in shame. "I'm not judging. I've enjoyed these benefits as well."
"Are you alright?" Wishing to move the conversation on, Isis asked, making him nod.
"They shouldn't bother you for a while. I am quite the persuasive person." Leaning back, he let himself stretch. Isis smiled and turned to the maid drying her hair.
"That's enough. Thank you." The maid bowed and walked off, leaving the two. "What about the bounty?"
