Possible Reconcile

  Thirteen inches long flowery candles for candlelight dinner in the residence of the Baroness. It was always like that. He sliced the steak gracefully as he ate with his grandmother and talked a few things about business. It was always like this. Her grandmother would request an appointment with him every dinner. It was sad since Victoria moved to Westeria. 

"So, I heard that you are dating someone." 

"It's more of a friend with benefits, grandma." 

"Hmm," She nodded her head. "With a good background?" 

"I can't say that." He mumbled. "But she runs a business of her own." He reached the water goblet and sipped on it. 

"I see." She looked down at her food. "Your cousin is already the Queen. We can't risk any more scandals." 

"Yes, grandma."