In the bathroom, Brynja and Sigrid were removing Aurelion's clothes.
"I can do it myself!" he protested, but they paid him no mind.
But when they reached for his underwear, small sparks of lightning crackled from Aurelion's hands. Sigrid let out a small shriek and recoiled.
"Stop this nonsense and turn around," he commanded. "I will get in the tub."
Sigrid and Brynja exchanged a look and turned their backs. Aurelion removed his underwear and settled into the hot water of the tub.
"I can wash myself. You can go now," he said.
He heard the sound of sleeves being rolled up. He looked up as Sigrid and Brynja turned back to face him, their expressions resolute, and approached the tub.
"Fuck,"Aurelion thought. "I should have gone to a bathhouse while I was out."
