Fairy cakes and tiny sandwiches were not manly things, but they were all there was to be had at Relena’s summer garden parties. Most of the Preventers who took active duty on those days cursed Relena’s breeding and made plans to go out for pizza as soon as the festivities were over.
Wufei didn’t correct them often, but when he deigned to comment, he usually pointed out that it was not Relena’s fault. Society had certain expectations of a young lady in her position and Relena Darlian Peacecraft could not afford to dismiss them so easily. Keeping up the appearance of a proper young lady put governors at their ease and allowed her to slice through their policies with rapier wit and smart ideas. Such was diplomacy.
Besides, he rather liked the fairy cakes.
No mere little cupcakes, these. Ladies of Society filled their sweets with rich creams and mousses, soaked them in expensive liqueurs, or topped them with wondrous confections created to simulate tastes from around the world.
Below him he heard Quatre asking Duo where he had gone. As he watched them talk and part ways from behind his screen of leaves, he contemplated how wonderful it was that he had gone off duty. In his little hiding place, he didn’t need to worry about manliness.
He settled back against the tree’s trunk and chose a cunning little strawberry square from the plate. In his little hiding place, he could have his fairy cake and eat it too.