dear_mun | Because clearly it's appropriate.

Heh, yeah, but he could clean his plate every course? [That's not something you should proud of AL!]

This is mixed with milk, so it's sweet and smooth.

No I guess he couldn't. [Neither could she. Other important lesson from her father: diabetes is not fun.] You should come to dinner one night. I think you'd enjoy it.

[She gets all giddy then, little girl at Christmas kind of giddy as she unwraps it to try it. Then when she does, and she likes it a lot, she beams at him.] Thank you very much Alfred.

[He rubs his cheek against hers with another hum.] No prob.

[Have slightly sticky kiss on the cheek. Then just going to lick her lips, because they're still sweet.] You're much too nice to me. I've been doing a bit of reading in my lady mun's brain, and talking to the others...

... are you supposed to be so friendly to me?

Wanna give me some specifics? I mean, I got chewed out the last time I had conversation about my feelings, it turned into a screaming match because neither of us could get the point across. So I'm a little loathe to assume right now.

[Frown, she didn't like the sound of that.] ... Well it... I read about what happened when you separated from England. [Sob. Her baby growing up and leaving her.] And that it was not so kind on either of your behalf. [Sheepish look.] It's after my time, so perhaps it's not really my business.

[No screaming, have a nuzzle to show she's not angry at all.]

Eh...I think me and Iggy can agree that it would have happened eventually. Maybe under some more reasonable leaders at the time, it could have been held off a little longer. [He hums softly and nuzzle her.] But nope! It was a bunch of fat, greedy old men who were kind of starving everyone. I just had some equally bossy guys and the realization of "I bet I could make it cost more to keep me than to let me go!"

And so, we have one angry young man, that's me, one very cranky and already damaged older man added into the mix with that...to say that there was a grudge is to say that the ocean is damp. [Have a hug and a forehead kiss. He's fine.] It's something that I wanna say I've forgiven Arthur for, and I think he's trying to be proud of me.

Anyway, that ain't your fault. You're not at fault for that, and England are always trying...sometimes failing but still trying! to work together. So I admire and love you, your majesty.

Now if you were George III, no love at all there.

I can see that. I resented everyone trying to marry me off so I'd just become part of Spain or France, Arthur would of too. I can see why you left...

[Her smile is sad though, quiet for it's carefulness.]

George was quite mad though. At least according to what I read, so I suppose I cannot blame you at all. I'd hate to be ruled so unfairly. [She tucks herself under his chin, it must of been rather horrible...] I adore you too, Alfred. I tried to everything that was best in me into you... well... whatever England did not take first.

I say a lot of me is what I learned from you both...and everyone that came after.

[He's humming a lot today. Usually a sign of how he's feeling when he thinks.]

He was crazy. I didn't ever meet him personally, but I could tell he was a tax on England's sanity just as much.

I'm glad I helped some, and that you remember me so fondly.

[She closes her eyes and shakes her head.] He would of been. It's so strange how much you all live off us, but we feel so little in return. Seems so cruel...

[Nuzzle.] It's okay, Bess.

[Huff.] Didn't say anything was wrong. [Even this was the most horrible thing, her poor boys. ;;]

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