Lucas listened intently and blushed, Pierce had been watching him? But his mind raced, he had been told he could wear his own clothes and he grew excited over that fact. He had one black and white uniform already, and figured he would just dye the white parts red. He did seem to stiffen though as he held back his urge to hug Pierce, he had been here since he was eight, nearly ten years, and no one had seemed to care about him at all, he was to remain invisible here he thought. Back in his homeland his family had been feared, even the women, but anyone with Lucas coloring had been particularly feared, they had always been the best.
His cheeks turned a light pink and smiled at Pierce, "i have one set the tailor can use to take measurements from...the garment is nothing like what you wear." He smiled and figured he would also put Pierce's coat of arms on the breast, as a current castle servant he had the castles coat of arms on his jacket. He clasped his hands in front of him tightly as he restrained himself, just because the Prince wanted to be on first name basis in private did not mean touching was allowed.