It was at times like this that James was so appreciative of the Royal Palace's sophisticated heating system, getting dressed or bathing would be a freezing task this time of year otherwise. He had swung out of bed and through off his night gown and was dressed only in his oddly elaborate underwear, by the look of the sky he had once again slept in far too long.
James wearing only his underwear was a sight that most girls, and some guys, at court would pay to see. Despite his lack of masculine features, he was considered one of the most attractive boys in Mercia. His pale skin, and shaggy blonde hair became a look that many replicated, embarrassingly even some women did so too.
"Huh" James replied to a slight knocking he could hear on his side door, the knocker didn't bother to wait for a real response. Prince George barged in as brazen and confidently as he did almost everything, he wasn't noted for his tact or sense of privacy. But then he was James' younger brother, it didn't matter at all in this case. Like James George was dressed only in his underwear, though it was longer and far less elaborate than James'.
"Have you only just got up" George asked.
"Only?... Yes, but then clearly so have you" James replied.
"I've been up for ages" George said, lounging onto a sofa near the fire."Your just lucky Mary hasn't called for you"
"Make yourself comfortable" James said sitting in a chair placed opposite the sofa.
"Man you've gotten lazy... it's nearly half eleven" George teased.
"Hardly" was all he said in response, it was half eleven that was slightly lazy - even by George's standards.
"Are too... that's not to mention how fat you've gotten" George added.
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