Primrose stretched her arms with a groan after enduring what felt like Sevrin's endless "torture." Perhaps she was exaggerating with that word, but that was exactly how it felt. At least now she finally understood the flow of work she would have to handle later, and she felt confident she wouldn't be lost.
"Your Majesty, a soldier informed me that His Majesty and Sir Leofric are waiting for you outside the palace," Solene said as soon as Primrose stepped out of Edmund's office.
"Alright, let's go." Primrose gave Sevrin a polite smile as he busied himself putting away his papers. "Sir Dorne, I'll take my leave now. Thank you for today."
Sevrin bowed his head slightly. "See you tomorrow, Your Majesty."
Primrose's lips curved, but inside she hoped she wouldn't have to face Sevrin too often. Still, what could she say? She was the one who begged Edmund to let her study under him. She hadn't realized how much she would end up suffering from his strict lessons.
