Mɪxɪɴɢ Bᴜsɪɴᴇss Wɪᴛʜ Pʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ
Erwin continued to write notes, pencil going crazy on the paper as many other ideas sprung to mind. Perhaps if he performed to the king's expectations, he could even squeeze a review out of him. That would definitely be good for business, brilliant in fact. Erwin was, as usual, being his charming self, but if he wanted to prove himself to be the best wedding finance organizer, he'd have to go that extra mile. Maybe being a bit more friendly would pay off. His hues looked up slowly, ascending up the form of the male. He had to admit. For an older man, he certainly was doing well for himself.
God dammit! Now isn't the time Erwin.
"Uh, yes, your highness but I rarely drink with clients. One client had me try every wine in their parlour, until I decided which one they should use for their function. Hah, You can imagine how that ended up.." He half laughed, his attention given fully to the elder. Erwin was barely nervous, being with the royal, it was quite the opposite. It was almost as if he understood him, and he the king, on a business level. He peeled his eyes unwillingly from the male as he continued to write notes. Erwin hadn't exactly accepted or asked for a drink, but who was he to say no to the king? "Thank you, Regis." He smiled courteously at the elder as he reached for the glass, hues locking with the royal for a moment. "So, I hope you don't mind me asking. Is your Son's fiance, male or female?" Erwin felt beyond stupid for asking such a thing. Noctis was of royalty, of course he was going to have a queen. What was Erwin thinking? He knew what he was thinking really.
The way the king reacts now, will determine his own sexuality.