"If I say it was a mistake, then 52 nobles who supported this decision would come for my neck don't you think so?" Gordon tried shifting the question.
Duncan gave him a spontaneous smile but the worry in his eyes could not stay hidden from Gordon, his friend since childhood.
"You need to take a breath first Duncan. Otherwise life will always look like a crisis." Gordon said with an earnest tone.
And Duncan knew what he was exactly trying to say. So he thought that he should tell Gordon about what was actually written in the letter.
"He wrote to the queen yesterday." Duncan said with anger in his eyes.
Gordon snapped.
"What did that bastard do?" He asked the question once more crumbling a peice of paper in his eyes.
"He wrote that he visited the queen last night." Duncan said gritting his teeth.
Gordon's temper was rising. "Can't that peice of shit actually give us some break?" Gordon said trying to hide his anger in his polite tone.
