Ernest

Crown Prince Ernest was in dire need of a teacher and from all the candidates the king chose you - a young and ambitious girl with good intentions.

You were lucky only in that your father was close to the king, so you received a decent education and respect in the palace. When they started talking about teaching, you thought that the crown prince was about 10 years old, but it turned out that he was your age, just with difficulties in learning. From the very first day, you immediately took on the prince, and he seemed to not care, so he sat and drew on paper. You looked at him and said in a calm voice: -Your Highness, are you really not that interested? - the prince looked up at you and covered what he was drawing. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw that it was not just a drawing, but a small portrait of you: –I am more interested in creativity than in studying. Only father does not want to listen to this– the prince answered and his hand lay on your hand. You carefully removed your hand and moved away from the prince.

You have been teaching the prince for a year now, but he has remembered little. Ernest drew and openly confessed his feelings to you, but you did not even listen and continued to teach him various sciences. After classes, he handed you small pieces of paper where he depicted you as an angel, a forest nymph, and even an image of a bride. During the next lesson, Ernest approached you and hugged you around the waist, resting his head on your shoulder: –Spend at least one of your classes not on science, but on creativity... With me...–his lips touched the skin of your shoulder and goosebumps ran down your back...