The little Grandis struggled to carry five books at once as he headed towards the study room. Although his new routine was tiresome, he never once voiced out a complaint nor rushed towards the Duke and told his father that his older sister was giving her a hard time.
Instead, he would always carry a smile and was the light of the mansion. His eagerness to learn was pouring out of his small frame albeit having his written works barely considered as a pass in Cailina's standard.
He accepted every mark with a wide grin. Cailina couldn't believe that her younger brother would be satisfied with such.
The subject he somewhat excelled at was dancing. He followed the rhythm without missing a step and enjoyed his time during dance lessons. The part Cailina struggled with the most, he did it effortlessly.
