SCANDAL
Hours later, Gerald watched as the maids set up his study, with Frederick by his side, twirling a glass of wine
" Finally admitting you're a married man and can't run around like you used to?" He asked, his voice teasing.
" This is not me admitting that I'm married Frederick. I'm working and if you're going to just joke around, maybe you should just leave " he muttered, his voice calm but cold.
Frederick recoiled, a hand raised up in surrender. " Sorry, Your Grace. Didn't mean to get on your bad side on this fine day." Beckoning to a maid, he gave her is now empty glass cup, resting his hands on his chin.