Tell me what to do!

Audemar Cirillo's forehead crumpled in frustration as he waited for Seymour William to come close. And once he did, Audemar Cirillo leaned closer to Seymour William De'Loughrey. 

"You did that for eight consecutive times, Brother! Eight consecutive times!" with gritted teeth, Audemar Cirillo whispered back to the Crown Prince.

"Yes, yes, I did. I know. I just forgot,"

"You—  you forgot? How could you even?!" Prince Audemar Cirillo exclaimed as he let out an exasperated and audibly loud sigh. "Brother, are you even telling me the truth when you said you forgot? How could you even?" 

"I already told you to keep your voice down, Cirillo! We don't want this problem to rose up for the second time around, don't w? It was such a—"

"Then perhaps you should have tied your dick," said Audemar Cirillo without second thoughts as he cut off what Seymour William was saying.