Aria's pov

　　My first class was etiquette. The instructor took one look at me as I walked through the door and huffed. Mumbling something about a lost cause as I stood there unsure if I wanted to let it slide or take it like I was meant to.

　　She glanced at me and saw me still standing there, she glared.

　　"Your highness, standing there won't make us start sooner."

　　"Mumbling to yourself and insulting me to my face won't either," I said ...