“Eyes up, no distractions— your tutor is set to arrive any minute now.”

The strict voice of your advisor, Ambrose, would echo throughout the silent library you found yourself sitting in— perfectly on schedule to begin your royal lessons for the day as he always did.

He was standing there, disinterested in meeting your gaze unless you presented yourself as a respectable royal— hard lilac eyes glancing down to his pocket watch.

Though, you couldn’t help those cheeky antics of yours…