"Marquess Vandran?"
Aries furrowed her brows while staring at the entrance of the study. There, by the door, was Dexter entering instead of Conan!
Dexter chortled, placing a few books on top of the round oak table. "Sir Conan told me to cover for him for the meantime since His Majesty needs his help in another matter."
"Ohh, that's why..." Aries rocked her head in understanding, watching Dexter drag the chair opposite her before he sat down. When Dexter was settled, he raised his brows and cast her a look.
"You are not this excited during our lessons." He pointed out the obvious. "Does literature bore you? Or was it me?"
"Marquess Vandran, I'm just surprised. That's all."
"Really?" He nodded, half-convinced by her lame excuse. "Well, anyway, he didn't tell me what topic you are tackling before His Majesty dragged Sir Conan with him. So, please bear with me for a moment."
