Behind The Castle's

**PLEASE DON'T**

Victoria continued to stare out the open window with a smoldering chest and a raging mind. His feelings felt up and down and down, he was upset, angry, hate, hurt and a whole lot of unpleasant things gnawed at his feelings. The early autumn wind blew against his cold, flat face. Fill the room in silence, which now only contains two people inside.

For almost an hour Fredrick quietly sat in his chair with his top shirt still a little wet, though his face was dry and still left pain due to the special hot tea from his wife. Fredrick took a deep breath and finally straightened his feet to get closer to his wife who was full of the scent of anger.

With his impish ignorance, Fredrick stood behind his wife. Both of his eyes continued to look at his wife who was still reluctant to move her head

"Vic, I told you, if you can't go berserk"

Infuriated and upset Victoria immediately turned her body in front of her husband and,

PLAKKKK!

"How dare you Fredrick!!!!"

Fredrick grimaced next to his cheek in a strong slap even though he did not feel enough pain but, Fredrick still grimaced. Grimaced in a dramatic way in honor of his wife. Fredrick tried to glance at his wife's reddened face with her chest rising and falling full of anger.

"Ac...."

PLAKK!!

Back, Fredrick grimaced dramatically and fearlessly tried to look back at his wife while opening his mouth again

"Vix....."

Victoria raised her hand again, but this time Fredrick did not let the beautiful hand land on her cheek, gently but also firmly holding Victoria's hand.

Victoria immediately pulled the rough of her hand from Fredrick's and folded both her hands in front of her chest with the sound of her rough snorting that followed. Victoria turned her body back to the window. Fredrick rubbed his throat, he was inexperienced at persuading and also did not know how to assuage one's anger. Fredrick only knows how to stir up someone's anger

Feeling that he was useless and afraid that he would provoke even more anger, Fredrick again took a deep breath while trying to shake his vest pocket. Slowly, Fredrick placed an envelope on a small table near the window where Victoria was standing.

"From Lady Charlotte"

A few seconds with a timid glance Fredrick waited for Victoria's response which was still silent and did not seem to want to change her movements until finally, Fredrick decided to give time to his wife and get out of the room.

Victoria stared at the green trees that were still unresolved. Funds and changes in plans in the palace make the trees that have been planned to be replanted can not be done even though, in fact, the trees that have been planned for planting, he had to read two thick books on greening and farming to carefully select the trees to plant in the palace. The best tree for the comfort of the palace

"You are all assholes!!! Goddamnit!!"

Feeling increasingly upset, Victoria snorted violently at the market thugs and quickly snatched the envelope her husband had placed. With mixed feelings, Victoria began to read the contents of the letter, repeatedly Victoria read the contents of the letter which contained only four lines, but it was enough to relieve her feelings of anger. The direction of Victoria's field began to blur, her lips trembling bitterly

"Lottie..."

---000---

Fredrick finally gave up knocking on their connecting room door. Victoria, locked the meeting and even stole another key that Fredrick kept. Somehow and when Victoria gets the key from her secret depository, Fredrick doesn't know if Victoria has a knack for stealing her secret objects.

Fredrick piqued and tepaksan swallowed all the longing and excitement gair*hnya which for months has not been completed for his dear wife, he said, annoyed that Fredrick landed his butt in his desk chair and chose to be pensive in the room, his head tried to think of many things in order to get rid of his wild thoughts, longing feelings and needs.

I do not know how long it passed until the sound of his bedroom door being knocked made a mess in his head distracted.

"Come in"

Someone opened the door and Edward's face appeared. The face that makes Fredrick more upset, especially because the face looks serious, of course Edward will bring a serious conversation sucks.

Edward casually breezed into the room while looking at Fredrick's face, which was clearly in a bad mood and hungry. He must be hungry because he's not in his wife's room right now. Edward could guess after the tea cup's sharp throw this morning, Fredrick wouldn't be spared, as he is now. Edward looked at Fredrick who folded his arms in front of his chest as he continued to stare towards the connecting door

"You weren't given Fred's ration?"

Quietly and infuriatingly Edward asked without looking at Fredrick again. Fredrick squealed in annoyance and looked at Edward sharply

"What do you want fucking?"

"I've heard reports from others"

Fredrick knew the direction this conversation would take sooner or later. Calmly, Fredrick straightened his shoulders. Edward continued. "What's your plan?"

"Let..."

Edward's head nodded briefly and asked again

"If our suspicions are correct?"

Fredrick's forehead frowned and finally looked at Edward seriously

"The choice is in Ed's hands..."

"You sure?" Edward watched Fredrick who was silent, not knowing what he was thinking. "What if he falters?"

Fredrick's brows furrowed deeply with his hand that had gone down onto the table

"He won't falter"

Edward's head nodded

"I said, 'if' he wavers Fred, anything can happen and especially he's very intelligent, it's hard to figure out his direction and his way of thinking"

Fredrick clutched his hand that was already clutched on the table. His face became more serious

"I'm sure if he won't falter but, if he does falter, we'll still act"

Edward nodded his head dramatically, as if he was denouncing Fredrick, and Fredrick knew that, but he chose to let it go

"And what did you do, Fred.....?"

Fredrick gripped the link of his hand even more, his face turning cold with the glare of sharp eyes

"The actions of a King, the actions that a King should and should take"

Again Edward nodded dramatically, and also changed the look of his face to cold with a sharp look

"You sure you can do it?"

"I am sure and trust him but, if there will be a fishy scent, the action goes on. To whoever it is"

Finally Edward took a deep breath and straightened his feet to walk towards the exit. Before grabbing the doorknob, Edward turned to look at Fredrick deeply

"You know Fred, I'm sure you wouldn't be able to do that to him. You won't be able to kill him for whatever reason...." Edward searched and opened the door. His voice is back. "But I'm also pretty sure that he won't falter. Hopefully"

After Edward left his room, Fredrick straightened his foot towards the window and opened it, his two gray eyeballs glaring far up into the sky, the night wind beating his face and occasionally moving his dense fists. A feeling of fear, fear, anxiety makes his chest feel tight until his lips mutter with trembling lips

"I beg you not to betray me"

Fredrick's two hands holding the edge of the window strengthened his grip until his fingers turned white

\=\=\=💙💙💙💙

Ayukk traces yukk

Greetings dear all