Yugo sat in a very grand bathtub, sulking a little as he was scrubbed clean by Yuri's servants. Yuri had confiscated his toy horsey while he was bathing, stating that he was sure Yugo wouldn't want his toy to get wet. While the prince was right, Yugo still wasn't happy about it. That toy horsey was the only thing he had left from his parents, and Yugo didn't like it when other people took it from him.

Yuri was sitting on a chair next to the bath, watching his servants wash the peasant. With his face now clean, he looked even more like Yuri than before. The prince swung his legs, smiling with satisfaction as his new friend was doused with clean water to rinse all the dirt and soap out of his hair. Yugo sputtered, shaking his head to get the water out of his face.

"Don't you feel much nicer now that you're all clean?" Yuri asked the blunana. Yugo scowled. "I'll feel better when I have my horsey back."

"You can have it back when you're dry and dressed," Yuri promised. Yugo's scowl deepened. "What's the point in having a bath if my clothes are all dirty?" Yuri raised an eyebrow. "I did say you were going to get some clean clothes, didn't I?"

The peasant blinked, then looked away in flustered silence as he remembered. The servants bathing him finished up and then picked him up out of the bath and began drying him off with a soft, fluffy towel. A couple of other servants brought some of Yuri's clothes from his closet to dress Yugo in, as the prince had ordered them to do.

Yugo was very surprised at the fine clothes that were brought to him. His eyes were wide and his mouth was agape the entire time the servants were dressing him. As they finished, he managed to close his mouth and started petting the soft silk shirt he'd been dressed in.

Yuri hopped off the chair and walked over to Yugo. "You look much better like this," he said, handing Yugo's toy horsey to him. Yugo immediately snatched his horsey and hugged it tightly. Yuri grabbed his hand and began dragging him away. This time, Yugo followed him willingly. "Slow down, I can't walk that fast!"

Yuri dragged Yugo to the parlor, where his parents were having tea. The prince grinned, remembering his mother's reaction when he'd brought Yugo into the mansion. She had shrieked in horror when she'd seen the filthy peasant boy tracking mud into her home. Now that the orphan was nice and clean, she only pursed her lips in disapproval when she saw him.

"Mama! Papa! This is Yugo! He's my new friend!" Yuri said proudly. "He's an orphan! I want him to be my playmate!"

"But he's a peasant!" Yuri's mother said weakly. Yuri pouted. "But he looks like me! Look! Look at his face, Mama! Please Mama? Pleeeeease?"

"I don't know, Yuri…" his mother protested. "Wouldn't you rather have a nice noble boy for a playmate? Maybe the son of a duke or earl—"

Yuri's lower lip quivered, and he began bawling. "Nooooo! I want hiiiiiim! I want hiiiiiiiiiim!" he wailed, stomping his feet. He hugged Yugo tightly, bawling his eyes out.

Yuri's father sighed. "Well, he's never really liked other kids his age…" he pointed out to his wife. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let him have his fun with this boy. It'll be good for him to have someone that he actually likes to play with."

"Well, if you say so," his wife relented. "Alright, Yuri. You can have him as a playmate."

Yuri immediately stopped crying. "Promise?"

"We promise," his father replied. "I suppose he'll need a place to stay too, since he's an orphan. It would be more trouble than it would be worth having to have him be brought between the estate and orphanage everyday. I'll arrange for him to stay with us."

"Yay!" Yuri cheered. His mother pursed her lips in disapproval, but said nothing. Yuri began dragging Yugo away to his playroom. "C'mon Yugo! Let's go play before dinner!"