Lord of Utterdom
You awaken, earlier than usual, to the sounds of three court maids busily cleaning at your room. You sit up in your lavish bed, still a bit hung over from the wine you drank in excess the night before. You peer through heavy-lidded eyes at the three girls, all dressed in the stylish red frocks and white smocks of the court. They chat amongst themselves, giggling and cavorting as you try to adjust yourself to the light streaming in from the stone windows of your room. You squint to have a good...