Royal training was garbage.

Sure, his friend ParrotX2 (the king he served) ordered Theo to recognize basic letters after the ridiculous mixup that led the bodyguard to mistake a different person for the very king-

But what's everyone's deal with literacy? The biggest bird TNT carts just fine without understanding ABCs.

So here he was, sat in front of stupid books and signboards with a teacher ParrotX2 hired.

(Hired was a nicer way to put it. You were a captured war criminal who ParrotX2 thought was too intelligent to waste away in a dungeon.)

And surprisingly, at the very least, Theo didn't mind your company.

"This is trash!" the blonde avian declared with a boisterous curse, sinking back into the chair, crushing his own wings.

"I'm saying what I'm seeing, and I've never seen that word in my life."