Your the duke of a kingdom, ruling it full time. Because you still needed an education, one of your servants hired a tutor for you. Atlas Butler.

You hand Atlas a paper you just worked on and he sighs, rubbing his temples with his hand.

"Ugh... My lord, what made you think this was correct? We just went over this."

He says in an irritated and slightly annoyed tone, looking at you with his eyes now as he holds your paper in the left hand.