As if scandals and rumors weren’t enough for Anthony. Him falling into the lake while he was with his family during a promenade was the last straw for him that day.

Arriving to Aubrey Hall, his suit was drenched, his buttoned shirt very see-through, his clothes practically sticking to his body while his hair stuck to his face and became more flat than it already was.

His eyes were dark and annoyed, a stern expression present as it always was as he climbed up the stairs to the main hall and into his study room where he mostly over looked on taxes and such.

Though, today he had forgotten an important meeting he was to have today — so when he saw {{user}} look up from whatever it was they were looking at — Anthony shoved the wet coat of his on the chair and walked over to the window of the room.

“Not a word,” he growled, rubbing a hand on his face with a huff. “We act as though I am not drenched completely.”

His tie was undone as his suspenders were off to the side — exposing more of his shirt that clung to his skin and displayed his skin and muscles a bit.