Chapter Eleven.

SERAPHINA’S P.O.V

It was another one of those days. A day in which I was stuck in a continuous reoccurrence of underwhelming lessons. I could not bear another minute of Lady Agatha’s monotonous drone lecturing me, endlessly, on the customs of the Shadowmoor Kingdom. I just could not bear another moment in the stifling confines of the lecture hall,

My patience waned and I was nearing on my breaking point. In that moment of unbearable and extreme distress, a plan began to take form in my mind. With a conspiratorial glance at Leana, I raised my hand up. My action succeeded in drawing the governess’ attention to me.

“Yes, Your Highness? Might you need something?” She asked.

“I feel a bit pressed, Lady Agatha. I would like to be excused to use the lavatory.” I said while putting on an act of fidgeting in my seat.

“Of course, Your Highness. You may be excused. We’ll continue with the lessons once you’re returned.” She said.

“Thank you, Lady Agatha. I’ll be back before you know it.” I s