Tired and mentally exhausted, Anastasia loved the sight of the mattress on the bed. As much as she really wanted to leave, she found herself getting attracted to the mini luxury of this small room. To her surprise she noted that the servants had placed a bathtub, which had steaming water in it. The room was lit in the buttery glow of the hearth as a candle flame in the candelabra extinguished. She stifled a yawn as sleepiness again took over.
Ileus came in front of her and unbuttoned her cloak. "Do you want to take a bath?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes," she whispered. "I can remove my clothes," she said as she tried to swat his hand lazily.
"I like to do this, Anastasia, so let me," he said in a low husky voice resisting her. "I know that you are too tired."
