"What are you doing here, Third Consort?" Ahmar asked with a smile that was certainly not friendly. He eyed the man with great distaste and snapped his gaze towards Bree before he said, "I have nothing. Absolutely nothing against your freedom and choice, Your Majesty. But do you have to be with this sneaky cat first?"
"I am not doing what you think I was doing," said Bree while nursing a headache as the three men confronted one another.
Ahmar seemed furious, but Yakov was simply enraged. He went nose to nose with Blaise and questioned, "What—just what do you think you are doing in my office? Do you think, as a decent person, you should have done such a thing?"
"Firs consort —"
"Nope," Blaise's smile widened as he stated, "But then this wouldn't have been fun."
"Third consort!"
