Pointless Quarrel

Austria, July 1st 1803

11:24 AM

Lukas and Leonhard were in the blonde boy's room.

Leonhard was sitting on Lukas's bed with his legs crossed whim Lukas stood in front of him.

Leonhard raised his brow. "Don't you wanna sit?" he asked.

Lukas made a short break before glancing at a chair nearby and nodding his head. "Y-Yeah, sure," he said before moving the chair closer the bed and sitting in front of Leonhard.

Leonhard sighed. "So what happened? Was it something about my father?" he asked.

Lukas immediately nodded his head. "Of course it was! Didn't you know it?" he asked.

Leonhard shrugged his shoulders. "Of course not! You just bumped into me at the stairs and practically dragged me into your room!" he said. "It even sounds weird when said like this!" the crown prince added.