When the time allotted for their class ended, Marquess Samed bid his pupil goodbye and went his merry way.
He was satisfied with their progress as this meant that he could pay extra attention to the Princess and her playmates who had yet to complete their lessons due to their slow pace when compared to Yvonne.
When he exited the room, two women bowed to him as they entered the same room.
Yvonne St. Claire, the little girl whose class had just ended, was still seated in the same place as she stared at the table before her.
"Miss?" A familiar voice was heard in the room which awakened her from her thoughts, making her glance up.
A genuine smile appeared on the girl's lips when she saw who had entered the room.
The woman who stood in the front had a kind but slightly wrinkled face, wearing a long black uniform which she wore best.
