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The infiltrator glanced a figure waving not too far from him and smirked lightly, putting his hands in his pockets as the Prince himself approached Gerard, giving him a playful wink with his left eye.
"Hey bud!" Gerard answered, walking along the blue blood at a tranquil pace. "Or should I say, Your Majesty King of Valade? That didn't take too long, didn't it?" Gerard chuckled lightly as he picked his friend on his weak spot. The young earl then looked for something to scratch around his neck and only then he acknowledged that he forgot his favorite accessory. He took the white, candid and worked piece of cloth and wrapped it around his neck, finally stroking it proudly. "I almost forgot to wear my cravat! Good thing you reminded me..."

Ah, Will, what a person to befriend! Back then, just a shy boy wearing royal clothing and hiding behind the cloak of the father and now he who will hold the bridles of the Kingdom...after a marriage, of course! Gerard always thought that he knew the Prince too well: a reserved figure with admiration to spare, intellect blazing in the eyes, strength in words but not strong enough to say them. That changed when his brother the heir died and he flipped from a silent wind to a strong storm, destined to lead a kingdom. And Gerard was sure that, no personality in the Kingdom was fit for the role aside George himself.

"...hmpf! Met the aspiring queens yet? Any preference? Or "imposed" preferences?" Gerard started to storm the Prince with questions, he who would soon be the center of that universe known as royalty.