Castor was so board, there was nothing to really do in that room he was in expect sleep, eat and work out. He didn’t know when he started to look forward to those aqua eyes he kept seeing. He was overjoyed when he heard a familiar knock at the door.

“Welcome back. Good to see you are still among the living. Was it a bad thrashing?” Castor mused.

Nox walked in with new clothes in hand, leaving Castor to look on in confusion.

“My mother, Queen Terria wants you to have lunch with us this afternoon.” He walked over, handing over the new clothes. Castor walked over to grab them, being a bit eager he reached farther than he intended and his hand brushed passed that of the smaller man. Nox gave a slight blush, looking away. “It’s part of my punishment. I have to keep an eye on you and make sure you don’t do anything stupid...like leave the Palace.”

Castor pulled away, looking at the new garments he was given. He was very impressed by the workman ship.

“Do all Moon people dress this nice?” Castor had no idea how to wear anything this complex.

“If you need help….” Nox knew the Sun people didn’t dress in layers. “It’s also why I picked the basic style for you as this is the most easiest and coolest garments to wear.”

“I think I can manage….” He looked at a piece and questioned. “This is a sash right?”

Nox just smiled, shaking his head.

“That is a belt. Well, if you need help, just knock on the door and I’ll be there.” He was going to lose it, the man looked so confused.

Castor nodded, wondering if he really needed help but he was a bit too proud to ask for it.

“Thanks…” The door shut and he was even more confused. “Alright, I got this!”