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❝𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍be a marvelous thing," Harry says as all of King Henry's councilmen slowly filter out of the room. It is Lady Margaret, the king, and Alexandra who still look to the Prince of Wales, "It lures me into taverns on a quest for insobriety, but while you men grow old with talk. . .I discover. De la Pool is here. In London."
All the men who had previously been looking to make a quick escape stop in their tracks. Each look back to the prince with looks of shock on their faces.
With that, Harry makes his way over to Alexandra, grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet. He then pulls her out of the room, a triumphant look gracing his features. Lady Margaret follows after them, while the princess tries to wrap her head around what Harry just admitted.
He finally stops, turning to look at them.
"So it's true, Edmund de la Pool is here?" Lady Margaret questions as Henry makes his way over to the three. The look of rage on his face is concerning.
"It's not difficult to rule, to find out what you want to know," Harry says, looking over at his father, "If the people love you."
Henry scoffs, "Where is he?"
"He's very near the palace," Harry replies cryptically.
"Where is he?!" Henry yells as his patience runs out.
"Alexandra and I will deal with this," Lady Margaret says, coming in between the two. Henry doesn't respond, instead he just turns, leaving the room in a rage.
"I don't know what you're so up in arms about," Harry drawls, "You always want me at the council meetings and I see my sweet sister has been dragged into them now too."
"If you cut yourself off from your father, you cut yourself off form the source of your power," Lady Margaret warns, clearly upset.
"Please, Harry," Alexandra says, tugging his arm.
"There's an apothecary on Charm Street, and de la Pool is hiding there," Harry replies, giving in.
Lady Margaret looks genuinely disappointed in her grandson, "You know, sometimes I wonder about you, Harry. Are you ever for England or only for yourself?"
Harry doesn't respond as Lady Margaret turns and walks away. He looked bored to Alexandra as she looked up at him, "That was a bold move, Harry. A bold move indeed."
