" STRAITEN YOU BACK!!" Lady Chalis screams as she smacks a stick onto Sylvia's back.
Little Sylvia with loads of books on her head and tears in her eyes tries to follow her teacher.
: Look here princess, you are the face of the emperial family. If you can't do this basic tasks then you might as well never show your face infront of people. And there is no use crying.
Lady Chalis says as she clicks her tongue.
After quite some attempts Sylvia can no longer walk and looks as if her soul has been taken out.
: Tsk!! Waste! Looks like you can't practice walking anymore. So let's practice pouring tea.
Lady Chalis says.
: B- but I am tired . Can I rest?!
Sylvia beggs her.
Lady Chalis looks at Sylvia as if looking at some filth. The glare scares Sylvia and she agrees to continue her lesson.
: NOT RIGHT! DO IT AGAIN!!
this is the sixth time Sylvia is pouring tea . As her hands are red and swollen with bruses as she is being beaten every time she spills a little.