“How are you and Louis?” His mom asked when he waited in the car while they tasted the cakes and the baker wasn’t close by.
“We’re okay.” Edwina shrugged not thinking too much of her question.
“No, how are you coping with his drinking problem? Isn’t it a bother to you?” Edwina looked at the Empress and noticed the concern on her face, why was she so concerned about her son’s drinking problem?
“I didn’t know he had a drinking problem, I never considered it one. Just thought he’s had it rough,” she shrugged her shoulders non chalantly. The Empress was surprised at her behavior, pausing mid tasting the cake and staring up at Edwina,
“Aren’t you worried at least? Doesn’t it bother you? Aren’t you concerned about him? About his drinking every second all of a sudden, out of the blue? Are
