Clapping Anthony on the shoulder, Henry laughed. "He really should have known better, shouldn't he?"
Heading across the room, Henry paused to flick a finger against the dancer pole placed so strategically. It rang out, and the former king smiled. "Well, Charles this unique and fascinating room and the endless supply of fine food and finer drink is my contribution."
Henry reached the bar and began to pour himself a drink. "Entertainment was under Knivert's responsibility. Although as you said, Charles, I can't wait to see."