Trying not to let out a small laugh, Fernald steps closer to the group of triplets, arching an eyebrow at the middle one - Frank - smirk on his face. “Are you able to do what the Count has asked?” The question slips free, his face relaxing before he leans against the wall. “Need any help? Count hasn’t asked me for anything - or Orlando - and we’re kinda bored.” / @sincerely-ernest liked this starter from forever ago.













