Chapter 482: Her Honest Concern

It’s only right on the dot... But she didn’t argue.

He was her sensei, after all.

"Yes, Sensei," she replied quietly, then turned and left.

Her footsteps faded into the distance.

Only then did Arthur turn around.

His jaw clenched as he stared at the empty space she had just occupied.

You did it again, he scolded himself. All your walls, all your discipline, and still, you let worry leak out of your mouth.

He hadn’t meant to sound cold. He just couldn’t help it. The thought of her cutting her sleep short just to get there early, it got to him more than he cared to admit.

He had a feeling she came early just to impress him, maybe even to make him proud.

But that only made it worse.

Instead of feeling flattered, it left a tight, uncomfortable knot in his chest. And before he could stop himself, the words had already slipped out of his mouth. Again.

He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck in frustration.

This was going to be harder than he thought.

Trying not to care about someone he clearly cared for... was turning out to be no small feat.

and the clinking of silverware against china, a refreshing contrast to the cold, stiff silence

wasn’t like other royal families. Here,

between Ava and the Queen, she felt like

treated her like she had been her daughter from the start, and Arthur, even

outside training?" Ava teased,

mock seriousness. "A record. Mark it in

both a flat look but said nothing, reaching calmly for his

chuckled under her breath. "To be fair,

running. No excuses.’" Ava recited dramatically, mimicking Arthur’s voice

"I keep saying we should hire a bard

brow, and Nnenna could’ve sworn she saw the

exposed her in front of the whole school. I swear she looked

moment

Nnenna and shoot an arrow at her," Ava added dramatically. "Honestly, it’s amazing she didn’t just try to blow up

blinked. "Wait... you mean that was made public outside of

course. Carl and Arthur made sure of

turned to Arthur in

his secretary too," Ava said with a satisfied nod. "Apparently, they were enabling the whole mess.

slightly open. "I... I didn’t know any of that."

plate, but there was a faint redness on the

"He was ready to throw hands. And

laughter again, the King nearly choking on his

stories followed, Carl falling asleep in a meeting and trying to pretend he was thinking of a solution for the meeting, Arthur correcting a royal advisor with only a look, Ava accidentally locking herself in a broom closet while spying on a

felt a warmth bloom inside her chest. Not just from the food or the jokes, but from the feeling

Wanted.

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