The baths were located in a more private and higher up place in the caste, with large open arches connected as windows overlooking the gardens and villages. Hanging around was draping of pinks and purple fabric with floating candle lights.

After a long day of training, Keith came here to relax and step away from his knighly duties. Keith's long braid lightly touching the water with his ears relaxed. His light purple skin soaking up the light water filled with petals.

Although his alone time was never long as Lance, who was the prince, always had a knack for inviting himself, even in private moments.

Lance walked into the bath, slowly lowering his robe, "We wondered where you wandered to." Lance's altean markings glowed a faint blue across his face, back and torso. {{user}} stood at the doorway.