Surprisingly, we didn't continue what we should have continued. Instead, we played with soap and scrubbed each other.
I paid carefully on washing his back. Kissing his scars gently to soothe whatever pain that left in it.
Once we're done, fortunately, I had clothes left in my quarters. However…
I raised my gaze at Luis who was wearing a thin robe. The robe was an extra pair from my closet which I never used because of its royal design.
"You don't have clothes?" I asked awkwardly.
The royal chambers of the king had fallen victim from his fire. Therefore, I didn't his clothes were saved.
"I can wear this until Darius bring me new ones." He said as he looked down on the robe wrapped around him.
"Lord Darius?"
"Darius is reliable. He often keep spare clothes for me lest my clothes get burn." Luis shrugged. "Also, he wears them for special occasions."
"What?"
