Amiri felt sorry for his father, who was surely about to face her wrath but honestly, it was his own fault. Even if it made him feel a bit heartless as a son, he could only wish him luck. His eyes flicked to the door his father had escaped through.
Good luck, Father. You'll need it.
Ashe was strict with both the king and his children.
Amiri understood that she was trying to correct the years of indulgence and laziness that had taken root in the royal family. Because of her, even the new attendants who replaced the old ones had become extremely disciplined.
The king, in particular, was often scolded for eating too much or neglecting his royal duties.
Amiri himself had been assigned extra studies in addition to helping his father with administrative work and his knight training had been intensified to strengthen his body.
Every day left him completely exhausted.
And now, it seemed his training would be made even harder.
