Satisfied for now, Ike headed to the door and opened it. To be honest, he didn't think much about his nudity...because he wasn't exactly used to sleeping in royal quarters. Interacting with nobles, yes...being greeted at the door by them? Not exactly, so Zelda got an eyeful. Every inch of him was muscle, and all of it was littered with light scars and some nastier ones that darted across his pectorals. He had an interesting stab wound around his pelvic bone, which dipped into a perfect V and into...a half erect seven inches. The exotic hairstyle was clearly not fake, either.
"Good morning, your majesty." he murmured. Before he realized just how... airy it was. Ugh...Ragnell had completely ruined his morning routine, he should be dressed by now!