Stretching his arm over his head, Nathanial strolled along the street. It was his night off and as much as he loved Dore, Nathanial didn't really want to spend the time with his twin. He wanted some male companionship that he was actually attracted too. So that meant a trip to good ol' Peaches.
As he wasn't exactly openly out at court, only a few close friends knew his sexual orientation, it made dating rather difficult. As in, it just didn't happen. He was expected to marry, probably some girl his father picked out for him. And so he had to keep the fact that well, he loved the cock, to himself.
It was never the best idea to show to much flash when going to a whorehouse. It just tended to look pathetic. Though Nathanial still looked quite well off, it was just more casual then his normal courtwear. He still wanted to look good, as it was nice to be a well liked and sought after customer. And he went just as much for the companionship as the sex. Just because he paid for his sex didn't mean he wasn't friends with a few of the whores and some of the staff.
Whistling to himself, Nathanial touched his brow in polite greeting as he passed a well dressed man on the street.