Charles closed the ledger and ran his hand over the cover. He felt his nerves return a more frantic state as his father said that he would essentially be the Duke of Devon. It was strange, but after this chat with his father he felt much more confident. Not necessarily empowered, but confident. He was sure that Joseph would be much more suited to this sort of thing. However, he was going to try his damnedest not to screw this up for himself.
"No questions for now, Father, but I will be sure to ask if I think of anything," he said and nodded. "I will do all that you have asked of me."