The third point of view:
Judy was in his office going through the paper works on his desk when the door to his office was opened and a head peered out, "Did someone send for coffee?"
He looked up and smiled, Of course, it was wonderful wife, Emily.
"I didn't, but an angel must have heard my prayer," He flirted back.
Emily rolled her eyes towards heaven yet there was amusement in her gaze, that old geezer still hadn't quit his sweet talks.
She walked over to his side and placed the coffee on his desk, her eyes taking in the huge documents piled up on his desk.
"It seems you would be pulling an all-nighter again," She pointed out as he sipped the coffee she brought.
Judy sighed and leaned back on his seat, "What can I do? Being a king is not a child play. The more Lincolnshire develops the more the needs and betterment of the lives of the citizens," He said.
