Friedrich
For the first time, he had seen a crack in his brother's armour.
Not even when they were children had he seen Theodore become vulnerable like that…
So his arrogant mask could crack…
Friedrich paused at the stairway that led up to where he and the Duke's rooms were.
He didn't know Theodore as the type to lie…
Did that mean everything he said was true?
Was he being too hard on his brother?
He shook his head.
However, he could not stop replaying the part where Theodore had admitted to loving Everetta…
Theodore never spoke so openly about such matters.
The closest he had come to discussing such matters with his brother had been when their mother had died. Even though Theo barely said much, he had admitted to missing her.
And even Friedrich knew how much it took from him to make that little admission.
The more he thought about it, he felt his earlier rage gradually dissipate.
