-Anastasia-
I wanted to rip my hair out. All of this was much more complicated than I had anticipated, and while Lukas lounged in the chair in front of me, I felt frustrated about the enormous books I had to get through.
“I can’t do this,” I groaned.
“Of course you can. You want to be with me, don’t you?” he challenged, flashing me a wicked smile.
“I’m in doubt.”
“What?” he asked, shocked, but then I began smiling, and he chuckled. “Bad little mate,” he scolded gently.
“I’m not going to learn this in a few hours.”
“I’m not expecting you to,” he assured me.
“No?” I asked.
“You can take your time. I’m not ascending to the throne for a few years at least, and even if I was, then I would be taking most of the load,” he explained.
“You wouldn’t feel overwhelmed?”
“I’m trained for it,
