Lilac
The Prince's bathroom was very spacious, and sparkling clean. Everything in it was so modern, glistening brightly. I was too tired to stand under the shower, so I chose to soak in the bathtub. My cheeks on fire as I washed myself off with stuff that belonged to the prince. I felt a little awkward because I wasn't sure of he'd like that, but I reminded myself he was the one who asked me to come shower. When I washed myself between my legs, I shivered at the slight sparks I felt when my fingertips briefly brushed over my rim. I still couldn't believe that I had produced slick and that was still unnerving me till this very moment.
Determined not to think about it, I let out a sigh as I completely washed off. I thankfully felt stronger when I rinsed off and stepped out of the bath. But not too strong that I could do things that require actual strength, but at least I could stand on my own.
