The Ambassadors From Germany and Britain Are Having An Affair: NOT CRAP CHARACTERIZATION OF WILHELM EDITION

Wilhelm Kaiser III stood outside the meeting room, standing tall and proper. The note he had written one Eadric st. Lovitt had been very frank; I wish to discuss our foreign policies together, in private. Please speak with me after the meeting.

Of course, being the sexy, confident bitch he was, Wilhelm had no doubts that Eadric would comply with his request.

Eadric St. Lovitt himself sped through the door that very next second, silky hair flowing behind his like a cape. His heels clacked intimidatingly with every step; he glanced in Wilhelm's direction, acknowledging him with a nod.

"Good day, Ambassador Germany."

Graciously bowing he said, "Guten Morgen, Herr Lovitt."

He smiled warmly at Eadric, watching him with interest.

He gestured with his hand for Wilhelm to follow him, not once slowing his pace.

"Hurry or I will leave you behind."

Wilhelm quickly followed, having no trouble keeping up with Eadric's quick steps. In fact, he rather enjoyed the pace; he was not fond of wasting time.

He stepped into the elevator, barely waiting for Wilhelm before pressing the button to close the doors.

"I received your note," he said frankly, smoothing out his jacket. "Do you have a place in mind where we may talk?"

He nodded, handing Eadric a piece of thick stationary with his address hand printed on it.

"Sprechen Sie Deutsch?" He questioned simply.

"Nicht so gut," he replied, his British accent just as apparent as it was with his English.

He shrugged, speaking a sentence in German, as he wrote something down in a small, stationary themed notebook.

I am fluent in writing English, and I am good at hearing it, but I am not good at speaking it. Therefore, I'll simply translate what I say.

"Saying it aloud seems foolish," replied Eadric. "Unless you would like to increase the chances that someone overhears us? I had assumed what you wanted to tell me was private."

He smiled, slightly amused.

If you prefer silence, that is fine. He paused. Though, yes, what I want to tell you is indeed private.

"I take it you have a car waiting?" he inquired, stepping out of the elevator the moment the doors opened.

Wilhelm followed after him, replying with a simple "Ja."

Eadric gestured for him to lead the way.

Wilhelm did just that, striding outside the building and towards a car with a driver waiting. He opened the door for Eadric, graciously ushering him inside.

Eadric sat down, pulling on his seat belt before crossing his legs and folding his hands in his lap.

"I expect it won't be long."

Wilhelm sat next to him, sitting up as straight as ever. However, once they were alone, he set about to straightening out his uniform and fixing his hair in an almost obsessive manner.

As he did that, he responded in simple German, "It won't be long."

Eadric watched him with an unsettled fascination, unconsciously playing with a strand of his own hair.

When Wilhelm was satisfied that he looked presentable again, he rested his hands neatly in his lap, and glanced at Eadric curiously.

"...I don't think I've noticed it before now, but you are quite the oddity, Ambassador."

He blinked, trying to hide his surprise. He took out his notebook and wrote, I am an oddity? In what way, might I ask?

"it's hard to explain," he replied simply. "But I suppose it is of no importance in our conversation today."

Wilhelm insisted, however, tapping the paper with his pen.

Eadric smirked.

"Come to your own conclusion."

He frowned slightly, unsatisfied with that response.