Oliver's POV
His stare made me uncomfortable and made me feel small in front of him.
I realised what all happened and how I showed my most vulnerable side to a complete stranger. How long had he even known me, just six years. I should not have cried in front of him. I should not have told him about my situation. I scolded myself in my mind.
" Teacher, why are you looking at me like that? It is making me feel uncomfortable. ", I said, curling myself.
He did not give me any reply and kept on looking at me with pitiful eyes.
" Teacher? Teacher? ", I said waving my other hand in front of his face.
" Yes Your Highness? ", he snapped.
I realised that he was thinking about something.
" What are you thinking about, teacher? "
I asked him that, thinking that he must be thinking about me. How weak I am? How easily I start crying?
" Nothing in particular, Your Highness. "
