Chapter 183: The Surprise Package q
Beside her sat Anastasia Velthorne, her younger sister, who listened quietly, her golden blonde hair neatly braided and her gray eyes calm.
Though she rarely spoke, her thoughtful gaze occasionally darted around the room, taking in every argument, every jab, with a quiet intensity.
In the far corner, Benedict Velthorne, the fiery-haired, green-eyed son of the second prince, was focused on his own passion.
A sketchbook was open before him, and he was absorbed in sketching the scene of his cousins’ squabbles, capturing each expression with remarkable precision.
He glanced up only occasionally, his lean frame hunched over his art, seemingly removed from the chaos around him.
Miss Penfield clapped her hands, trying to gather their attention. "Children, if you would please," she said, a bit exasperated. "The lesson for today is the lineage of our kingdom’s kings and queens. It is crucial that each of you understands your family’s history and the honor that comes with your bloodline."
The door opened, and Prince Benjamin, the crown prince himself, entered the room with a raised eyebrow, observing the scene with a faint smile.
At once, the room stilled, and the children straightened, trying to appear more attentive, but the traces of rebellion and playfulness still lingered in their eyes.
"Miss Penfield," he greeted, nodding respectfully. His gaze turned to the children, each face a different portrait of guilt, curiosity, or indifference. "How is the lesson going?"