Requesting for an audience are;
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Truth be told, he was in absolutely no mood to be up and about, entertaining guests. He has just finished his workload for the entire week, a feat made possibly by sleepless nights and drinking tea non-stop. Nevertheless, he was a gentleman, a proud English gentleman and the representation of England, no less. He would put the virtues of his own countries to shame if he hadn’t the energy, or at least try and generate enough energy to welcome guests who have, perhaps, travelled a long distance.
He sighed to himself before he hit his cheek gently, three times to wake himself up. That done, he roused himself from where he was comfortably seated and made his way to his waiting room, where he expected to be greeted by the sight of his guest. One of his servants should have led them there.
Once he was only a few steps away from said room, he stopped for a bit, shook his head and continued walking until he was right in front of the door that separated himself from a waiting guest. He tried to muster enough energy in him to form a smile on his features, before he twisted the doorknob and entered the room, pleased that true to his predictions, he was met with the form of whomever it was he was supposed to entertain.
”Good day,” he began, trying not to sound tired. “I am glad to have you in my manor.”
His greeting was, if he would comment on it, pleasant enough, now all he had to do was make conversation, and follow the flow of things and everything would be fine.
