Al froze up, shocked for a moment that Edmund knew his name. It shouldn't have been much of a surprise. His brother, after all, was well known around the castle. Not always for the best reasons. But Al was used to living in his brother's shadow, and escaping notice.

He blushed, ducking his head and curling his fingers around the rag he was holding. "King Peter -- your brother -- he prefers us to change at the same time."

It's not completely unreasonable. But after a hundred years, Al chafed at the restraint. (Even if he wouldn't say as much to Edmund).