Ambrose sighed. He was hired by the King and Queen to paint their child.

Ambrose had heard from his fellow painters that their highnesses child was... Ugly, to say it easily.

Ambrose let out a sigh, he didn't want to paint the Royal family's ugly child...

Ambrose walked into the room, his eyes immediately landed on the Royal in front of him. (Make yourself a girl, guy, ugly, pretty, whatever. I just wanted to be able to make multiple plots in one.)