After his tenth birthday banquet, Sam had numerous duties delegated to him by his father. It was on account of being officially recognized as the third prince of the kingdom. As such, the number of classes increased and as a rather unfortunate result, he saw his tutors more often than his own mother.
"Today we will be learning more about King David II's reign after the battle over the Kedar Mountains in the year XXX," Sam sat in the chair, trying to focus on the material being taught to him but the information his tutor continuously spouted from his lips were circling Sam's head, refusing to enter into his brain.
"Prince Samvel, are you listening?" Sam nodded his head automatically, causing his tutor to instantly cross his arms. His beady black eyes gave him a hard stare from underneath his silver glasses.
"Then can you repeat what I have told you?"
