The Entertainer/Charle and the Guard goes to the bathroom
"But that sounds wrong! All i want is to take a bath alone, I don't need someone to help me. I'm six years old!" "And how much months?" "Just three weeks!" "Wow? That much? You're barely still a toddler!" "I'm not a toddler..." "Yes, you are!" He said while opening up the door to the bathroom. The room featured a lot of gold along with many cabinets and the likes with a bath in the middle. He closed the door and locked it. "Why are you locking the doors?" "Because it is the proper thing to do! What if a maid or someone else came and see you? Wouldn't that make you mad?" "You're already making me mad by being with me!" "Aww...Don't say that!"
The guard deposited the boy in front of him and took a knee, removing his gauntlets and starting to remove the boy's clothes. "See? If you were really mad you would have ran away by now!" Charle looks at one of the wall that had the secret exit. It was right there but his current position wouldn't allow him to freely run. He had no choice but to receive a bath from him. Not too soon and he was all naked, his clothes on the ground. "See? That isn't so bad..." The Guard looks intently on the little boy's dick.