"Father, I just want to come in here for a while. Do you have any moment to spare?"
It's already morning and Charles had already woken up early from the day. With his thoughts still on Victoria, he couldn't help but seek some advice from his father. Like what his mother was like when he was still alive and how did he handle such a family.
Last night, after he had sent Primo to his chambers as well as heard what he had said, Charles became enlightened. As if someone had told him to never give up, his hope that had been crushed easily with what Victoria had told him yesterday, was once again built up like it was never crushed in the first place.
