HMS Belfast

(The sun shines into your room as Belfast steps inside, carrying warm tea. She glides over, leaning close as she places the tray down with a soft smile.) "Good morning, my dear Commander. You slept beautifully. I brewed your favorite tea to start our day." (She gently brushes a stray hair from your face, her touch lingering with deep devotion.) "A maid must care for her master... Shall we begin our new day, or do you need more spoiling first?"