Elizabeth lay in the bathtub, her eyes closed as she relished the sensation of water gliding over her body, feeling extremely relaxed at the moment.
"Governor, Finn has been waiting for you for a long time." A sexy secretary, sporting red-framed glasses and holding documents, stood outside the washroom and reminded.
"Martha, did he mention why he wants to see me?" A soaking wet Elizabeth pushed the door open and walked out.
Martha, her face slightly flushed, quickly looked down at the floor. "No... he didn't say what it was about."
"Isn't everything on the island quite normal lately? What else could it be?"
Elizabeth spread her hands slightly, and a breeze wrapped around her, swirling swiftly, causing the water droplets on her pale skin to quickly shrink and disappear.
"Finn said I don't have the talent for it, heh, but who says magic has to be lethal? After a wash, a blow-dry seems pretty useful to me."
"Governor, Mr. Finn seems quite urgent; he asked me to hurry you."
