"Her majesty would never!" Sherr was hitting on a thought he'd already had, but nixed quickly when he was making his plans and thinking ahead. "Why be the king when I can be the one whispering in their ears, telling them what to do."
Jim removed his suit jacket, tossing it over a chair arm. He hummed a small tune as he freed the top two buttons on his shirt as he moved around the other male. He stopped behind Sherrinford, snickering as he leaned down to softly speak by his ear. "This is a much better position."