Andrew held his phone to his ear, running his hair through his hand.
“King Frederick, Your Highness, I don’t think that this is an appropriate time to talk about this,” he said.
“Why not?” King Frederick replied, his voice practically booming across the line. “I saw the picture. Aurora is smitten by you.”
“And she is a very sweet young woman—”
“I think that the two of you would make a perfect pair. At least give it some consideration.”
Andrew had to suppress a sigh of frustration.
“I simply cannot,” he said. “You know that I’m with Crystal.”
“That’s not a permanent arrangement.”
His grip on the phone tightened to the point of his knuckles turning white. He could not let King Frederick get under his skin.
“We will talk about this later, Your Highness,” he said through gritted teeth
