The prince and princess's eyes lit up right away.
"Really? No take-backs, alright? Liora asked, and Julian gave a friendly smile. Cassian acted like it was no big deal, clearing his throat when he almost jumped into the air in celebration.
"I mean, it should be an honor for you as a scholar," he said, and Julian ruffled his hair.
"Ah, do me. Do me." Liora raised her hand, beckoning him to ruffle her hair as well. Julian did that, enjoying the glee from these kids.
To think he would be like this after what he had just done with the Duke in the carriage. Did this make him a hypocrite? He hoped not.
But then he noticed there was one child who was not happy with this arrangement. Lucius stood there, twiddling his fingers, and his head lowered. He looked like he was going to cry, sad and rejected.
"Lucius," Julian called, but the boy did not lift his head. Instead, he walked to where he dropped his drawing slate and wrote something slowly, his eyes already tearing up.
