"But he knows I have."
"Then why the hell are you flaunting it?!"
"I'm not running for Member of Parliament, what am I afraid of?" Arthur said calmly. "Besides, Her Majesty the Queen has already privately decided to support this proposal."
Disraeli, upon hearing this, felt as if someone had doused him with a bucket of cold water: "Wait... wait!"
Pointing at Arthur, he spoke, "Are you saying... Her Majesty the Queen supports your proposal?"
Arthur clenched his pipe in his mouth, seeming annoyed by the questioning: "Yeah."
"Yeah?! You're still just 'yeah'?" Disraeli stood up, nearly bumping his head, "The intensity of this proposal of yours is enough to shake London all the way to Edinburgh, causing ten newspapers to work overtime for three months to give you dozens of special reports. Yet you tell me that an eighteen-year-old girl just ascended to the throne will support it? What kind of charm did you cast on her?"
