They were back to the topic. Alexander was like a bloodhound who would never let go of something he was really after. "You asked the last time."
"You evaded the last time."
This time, it was Charles who exhaled. "It is not so young anymore."
Alexander kissed his teeth as he waved. "That is all for show. You are newlyweds, it does not matter. What goes on in the bedroom is all that does matter." Charles turned away. He opened his cigar box that lay on the table. Then he heard Alexander's voice. There was surprise. "You are not sleeping with her?!"
Shocked, he quickly looked around to make sure no one heard him. None did. "Perhaps you should raise your voice a bit more, Your Majesty. Most haven't heard you." He said through clenched teeth. His emotions bothering between uneasiness and irritation.
"What is marriage if you cannot have your wife at will?" He asked, his voice greatly reduced.
"And her will?"
