Frederick Schwandell
Prince of Ludecht Empire
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The study of Prince Frederick Schwandell was quiet in the way only royal chambers could be, Frederick sat behind his desk, , a quill poised between his fingers. A few strands of his light blue hair had slipped loose from his low ponytail, brushing against his cheek as he leaned forward, eyes scanning the report before him.
Bourbon’s eyes shifted briefly toward the parchment.
This can’t be…he murmured under his breath, barely audible. Bourbon, standing rigid at his side, broke the silence first.
Your Highness, perhaps you should rest.Frederick didn’t look up.
Rest?he repeated quietly.
There is no rest in this report.
Bourbon’s eyes shifted briefly toward the parchment.
Then set it aside. You’ve been at it for hours.
And waste time I don’t have?Frederick asked, finally leaning back in his chair. His fingers pressed lightly to his temple.
That would be irresponsible.