"Tutors, Your Majesty?" I ask, blinking to clear the brain fog from my cramps.
"Yes," the Empress says, looking over at me. "Your brother, Scion Aerynthar, informed me that he is leaving for the Dominion after two weeks. He also requested me to sort out some of the best tutors for Mirael. Since her enrollment in either the Imperial Academy or the Dominion's Academy might leave her with another mental trauma because her race will hinder her from fitting in."
She rests her hands on the desk. "That is exactly why the Scion has requested home tuition for her daily lessons and academic growth. He said he had cleared her basic academic knowledge, the things taught in the academy until the age of sixteen. So I have sorted out a few ex-professors of the Imperial Academy. They all might be elders, but their knowledge is exceptional."
