Lance woke up once again in Lotors bed as he was again alone in it as Lotor was still in that room from yesterday. He had no idea what could even be in there, all he knew was the room was dark but had some purple lighting, the door shut before he could see.

Lance stretched his arms up as he got out of the bed to take a shower. He walked into the bathroom with blue crystals lighting the room as they turned on sensing him come in. Lance couldn't help but frown at the mirror as he touched his hair as it was white rather than his natural brown it once was.

"Stupid royal altean dna," Lance groaned but his fingers traced over the markings of alteans as he was a little freaked out by them still due to barely looking in the mirror but it just didn't seem like him. Being adopted didn't, being not human in general didn't...

He read about how alteans shape themselves to fit in with other societies such as some change their skin or their height, such as alteans making themselves larger when they where around galra or such.

Lance swallowed a lump in his throat as he remembered him and Allura are technically family now, cousins, their fathers are brothers... did she ever know about him? Or was the war already begun when he was born? Family or not... she or anyone didn't come for him... Maybe because lance agreed with Hagar for shiros freedom but would they even try to get him back?

Lance closed his eyes taking a deep breath but he undressed from the robe and turned on the rain like shower as he stepped into the warm shower.

"I mean I hold a lot more value now, my mom was powerful... my dad is her uncle..." lance pushed his hair back as he tilted his chin up to the water as he let it soak his hair. It felt weird having it longer as it was a little past his ears.

"Oh no... I am not going to have a mullet," lances eyes grew wide.

He used the soaps and oils on the side as he tried to figure out which is Lotors secret product to that silky mane of hair. For a while lance just stood in the shower enjoying the feeling or got caught up in his thoughts once in a while as he washed himself to hopefully at least feel normal again rather than just looking normal. He already knew that wasn't going to happen.

Lance stepped out and grabbed a towel to dry himself and went in the closet in the bathroom hoping to find something that might be suitable to wear rather than these robes he's been stuck with. Nothing. But he did find a pair of scissor like object...

He walked out of the bathroom smiling at his work of cutting his hair on his own, Lance use to trim up his nieces bangs or when his sister was tired of long hair and hated the hair salon, he would chop off two braids down her back and make sure it was even.

Lance saw a box on Lotors desk but it caught him by surprise seeing Lotor actually sleeping on the otherside of the bed. He wasn't under the covers or anything but Lotor was on his stomach with the pillow over his arms with his head resting on it turned to the side so his hair was behind him.

"It's been how many weeks and this is the first time I've seen you in a bed," lance snorted walking to the box curiously as he opened it and saw clothes inside. It was a dark blue top with no sleeves and a golden belt with black pants and grey with blue boots. It reminded him of corans outfit when he didn't have that long sleeve jacket thing on.

"I suspected you grew tired of your wardrobe, I hope they fit properly," Lance heard Lotor say behind him and gasped turning around seeing the prince rubbing his face sitting up on the bed.

"Thanks..." Lance gulped. "You should go back to bed though, this can't be healthy for you, barely sleeping and all,"

"I appreciate your concern but I mustn't, this war is unpredictable," Lotor stood up smoothing hair hair out and went next to lance to grab some things from his desk but he smelt something.

"Did you use my oils?" Lotor asked looking at lance. The altean blushed brightly embarrassed as he laughed nervously.

"I didn't know which would do which, sorry," lance rubbed the back of his head and felt Lotor touch his hair cautiously.

"You cut your hair as well?" Lotor said gently as he seemed more amused with it.

"Y-Yea," lance flushed more embarrassed as the prince was just calm.

"It looks nice isa-er lanc... blue," Lotor struggled the proper way to call him and lance smiled a little.

"My friends call me lance," he teased walking back to the bathroom with the box as the door closed behind him. Lotor smiled a little watching him disappear behind the door as his cheeks felt warm.

Lotor shook his head from the warm feeling suffocating his chest and sat back down in the desk to get back to work. He saw a small device on the side beeping and looked at both doors, from the bathroom to the exit but answered the device.

"Kolivan," Lotor brought up a screen seeing the leader of the marmora.

"Lotor," the galra nodded. "Word is that you've taken a paladin,"

"I can promise no harm has come to him, but as long as he's my prisoner there will continue to be no harm, though I thought the Paladins would be after their own by now,"  Lotor frowned a little.

"I haven't spoken to the Paladins but the red paladin has not been informed of the blue Paladins whereabouts," Kolivan told him not changing his stern expression.

"Let's keep it that way, let him know by that team of his," Lotor nodded.

"Did you receive my data from last night?" Lotor asked calmly. Kolivan nodded.

"I will be sending a team to collect more, none know of you so making sure the spy on your ship is alone when marmorites come," Kolivan told him.

"Yes sir, I will keep you informed of further matters," Lotor nodded and ended the call as he slid the device under the desk as it attached itself to the table and stayed there.