"It has to be right this moment," Ansel grumbled.
"Im sorry Your Majesty," Sir Harrison apologized, "But we don't have much time left before we have to have everything done and there are some matters I need assistance on."
Ansel let go of Gabrielle, sighing as he grabbed on to her hands.
"I'll be back in a moment," He sighed.
"Okay, my Love," She nodded, letting go of his hands.
"Come on Your Highness, we're going to need your assistance as well," Ansel stated.
"What," Christopher whinged, "But he asked for your help, not mine."
Ansel glared at Christopher, the coldness in his eyes sent chills through Christopher's body.
"Alright, alright I'm coming," Christopher huffed, letting Josephine go.
He turned to face Josephine, grabbing onto her hand.
"I shall be back soon my queen," He chirped, kissing the back of her hand.
Josephine's face turned bright red as she met his eyes.
"I'll be waiting for you," She breathed, letting go of his hand.
