I allow Kayden to spend the rest of the day teaching me about my heritage. He brings me to the castle library and shows me countless books and scrolls of my lineage and ancestors.
"How are you doing?" Kayden asks me, after a lesson on proper etiquette.
"Why is there so much?" I growl. "I thought being a royal meant I was going to have less things to worry about."
He chuckles lightly. "We are supposed to be taught from a young age," he says. "You are cramming lessons I learned as a youth into one single day, of course it is going to be hard."
I audibly groan, leaning my head against the table in front of me.
"Ah ah ah," Kayden counsels. "Do not show weakness or irritation, especially like a toddler would throw a tantrum."
I lift my head and narrow my eye
