[Alyss gives him a small smile over her shoulder, before pushing her hair out of the way. Shivering slightly at the brush of his fingers along her skin. She pushes the gown down and allows it to pool onto the ground before stepping out of it.

Alyss sits on the edge of the tub after grabbing the soap.] I need to wash your legs, my lord. [she states, gesturing for him to put one on her lap]