“… Oh, I know what I’ve just done.. Erik, why don’t you be “a good boy”, and gather up your clothes, we’re pawning those.. and Thalia? Your dolls just “must” go as well, after all.. we have to make cuts, don’t we?”
He then glared at them for a moment.. before grabbing a box, and leaving the room, leaving them with the words he spoke.
His tutors voice was a bit on the gentle side, but he wasn’t exactly the nicest of them, but at least he wasn’t mean either
“I’m afraid not, young prince. You must stay on task with your studies, like your father said, ‘A prince with no knowledge, is not a prince at all, but simply a statue to be built higher’, you surely get what I mean, correct?”
