Alexander disdainfully gave him a onceover. "How should I have the knowledge?"
He had been played again. Charles grounded his teeth. "Alexander!" He called, getting up, totally enraged. He was being mocked. He stopped breathing, the rage choking him. With a deep exhale, he said. "I am not in the mood to be mocked!" He heaved. "If that is all you are going to do, I would rather you leave."
Alexander's head tilted. "Are you asking your King off your Estate?"
"I am asking my friend, my very annoying friend, off my land."
Brand was frozen in place, staring, anticipation in his gaze. He was waiting, bidding the moment they would come to blows, but Charles refused him the entertainment. The latter walked away, wondering why he was enraged. Nothing, no one could faze him so why was the very idea of Beth being ridiculed annoying to him?
