Laurence stepped upon each stair quietly as he made his way back to the Royal bed chamber, he couldn't wait to be out of the stuffy royal attire he was wearing, his morning attire had certainly been more whether appropriate than the overly extravagant robes he had put on to meet with foreign dignitaries. Upon arriving upstairs he noticed his two valets waiting to attend him, as he entered the room the two bowed respectfully, "Good evening your majesty" they said in unison.
"Good evening" Laurence replied with a hint of kindliness in his voice, he gestured for them to rise and start undressing him. They immediately did as were told, they were brothers, both of around Laurence age, the elder of the two carefully slipped of Laurence's various pieces of attire and passed them to his brother to put away. It didn't take long before they had stripped him right down to his underwear. Laurence always felt inhibited not being fully clothed in front of people, his two valets who had served him since they were boys, and his best friend Louis, were the only people he felt comfortable around. It was fortunate really, for when he was a child and teenager, he had no choice, tradition demanded a King be dressed and undressed by his servants, even beyond his underwear, it obviously served a practical purpose too, most of his clothes were to elaborate for one servant to put on, let alone himself.
Laurence dismissed his two valets promptly, it was a hot night, so Laurence had again opted to wear only his lower underwear, thus sleep shirtless. Despite the lack of clothing, the only item he was wearing was amazingly elaborate and ornate for such a small piece of clothing.
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