"Damn it!"
A loud crash resonates in Brendan's office once his phone hits the wall, missing his butler that just walked in by mere inches.
"I guess I'm right on time." Robert grins and Brendan's mood worsens by that happy face. His butler's carefree mood seems to highlight just how terrible Brendan's day is going and he hates to be reminded of it.
"Bad day at the office huh?" Robert asks and Brendan scoffs at his butler's question.
Because saying he is having a bad day is a definite understatement.
He hates his princely duties that he has had to do ever since he stepped foot back in Thievania by his grandmother's orders. The old monarch insisted that he acts responsibly now that he intended to marry.
"Is it the prime minister again?" Robert inquires as he hands him a drink, looki
