"Of course, Your Highness." He found an empty seat near the desk and settled into it, folding his hands neartly into his lap. As he looked up at the prince, who was much more larger than life in person as opposed to across a crowded church or court, he couldn't help but notice how the office was filled by the man's presence, his fit physique, warm colouring, and-
Out, foul Satan!
He bit hard on the inside of his cheek to distract himself from the wrong, lustful thoughts that had entered into his mind.
"Matters that are important to you are important to Ireland. If you have something to confess, then I would hear it."