Chapter 3: No Time (1/2)
From this point on, Claire’s life changed forever.
Gordan hired the first disciple of the most prominent scholar in the capital for Claire, the legendary young scholar that exceeded even his master – Camille. A handsome young gentleman with with shiny blonde hair and soft blue eyes.
“Claire, he will be your tutor from now on. He will teach you literature, geography, etc. every morning.” Gordan led Camille in person into the study, and after introducing him to Claire, turned to Camille, “Camille, sorry to trouble you from now on.”
“No need to be so serious, your grace. It’s nothing.” Camille smiled warmly and nodded at Claire, “Miss Claire, greetings.”
Claire had been standing for a while, and she also greeted, smiling,“Teacher, please enlighten me.”
“Don’t hesitate to call in the steward if you need anythings. I still have some business to do,” Gordan laughed.
“Whatever pleases you, your grace.” Camille smiled warmly, ever so gently and gracefully.
Claire bowed, watching Gundan leave.
Only the two of them were left in the spacious study. Camille looked uneasily at the young girl in front of him: a plain white dress with only a simple lace at the hem, her beautiful golden hair pulled up in a simple bun without any decorative accessories, but a deep, cold gaze within her green irises as cold as the night sky. This pure girl was the infamous male-chasing idiot of the capital?
“Please have a seat, teacher.” Claire smiled.
Camille was a bit surprised at Claire’s indifferent smile. The girl was different from what he heard. Rumors said she was extremely attracted to the other gender, so Camille came with much preparation and thought. If it wasn’t for giving the Duke face, he definitely wouldn’t have undertaken this task. But, this girl in front of him felt… How to explain it… Although she was smiling, it felt completely fake, giving off an extremely cold feeling.
Camille disregarded his confusion, settled his expression, and put on a professional smile. He took out a book he had brought. “Then, Miss Claire, today let’s start learning…”
“Teacher, I would like to inquire about this.” Claire didn’t look at the book in Camille’s hand, but instead held up the book in her hand. Camille glanced, and was a little surprised. The book was The History of Amparkland.
The morning passed peacefully without the imagined harassment, but in between Claire’s never ending questions, Camille was astounded. The young girl seemed like a sponge, absorbing every single piece of information. All her questions were right to the point, some were so complex that even his master, Landis, wouldn’t know the answers to.
In the morning, they studied. In the afternoon, they rested. Camille left the castle exhausted, still confused and astonished.
Jean, who had been faithfully standing outside the door, heard everything. He was even more confused than Camille. The man-crazy Miss didn’t bother the handsome man right in front of her? Instead, she was asking such profound questions, some that concerned sensitive topics? What was happening?
In the afternoon, Claire sat leisurely in the greenhouse, reading a book while drinking the black tea her maids brought. A few other thick books were piled next to her. The servants standing further away gossiped among themselves, suspicious of their currently quiet Miss. Was she doing all these in order to please the Duke?
Jean, as always, stood not far behind Claire expressionlessly, but this time, he gazed at her from behind curiously.