( prince nathanael )
Nate slowed to a stop as he watched a girl barking orders at the poor sap she’d convinced to take her photo. What she said was so absurd, he couldn’t decide if he should laugh or be concerned. “I don’t know what’s worse. That you have a professor who lets you miss school for a modeling career, or that you send your professor photos of yourself.” Pausing for a moment, he added, “No, the second part’s definitely worse.”
Audris looked up. Eyes moving to the source of the voice a glare appearing on the princess’ face. “ Excuse me. YOU have no context as to why I’m sending my professor photographs, what if I’m a model at modeling school and i’m sending him photographs to show my development ? I’d happily ask you to keep your rather large ears out of other people’s business. ”















