"Am I really seeing this?" William grumbled as he approached the stable boy, waiting for his favorite horse, Bambi.
He had woken up early to get some riding practice in before the upcoming hunting event at the Cartier's private island. But of all things, the sight of his usually stoic, cold brother showing open affection with his wife this early in the morning was something he hadn't expected.
The stable boy chuckled lightly. "Sir, you're definitely not dreaming. But isn't it a good thing? Having someone you love and cherish is something to be proud of."
William sighed. "Of course it is, but why does it feel like an eyesore when it's my brother?"
The boy, bolder than usual, smirked. "Maybe you're just jealous. You could use a lifetime partner at this rate," he quipped, only to quickly clamp his mouth shut under William's sharp glare. Pulling the reins, he handed over Bambi. "Sir, Bambi's ready."
