Kely’s Point of View

This is a real Royal College which was built at the back of the Royal Palace of Aston Kingdom, a magnificent building only 3 meters shorter than the royal castle.

The carved beams and paintings on Rococo buildings look so complicated. The round dome seems to show people that they can tolerate everything. Inclusive of all intelligent knowledge, inclusive of pleasant play, but also inclusive of the absurdity of pleasure.

There are more teachers than students here. There are 25 teachers in Natural Science, Economics, Etiquette, Latin, French, Law, History, and Mathematics and so on.

But there are fewer than 10 students in class. They are the three sons of Aston\'s fallen king.

As well as the women who grew up with them, daughters of the former Prime Minister. That is me, and my twin sister Judy. She is not here now, because as the Goodwill Ambassador of our country, she followed His Majesty to visit foreign countries.

In addition to the fact that we are strangers, there is also the daughter of the Admiral, and we must cultivate feelings with them since childhood, because they will be the closest lifelong bodyguards in the future.

Of course, bodyguards have to learn something different from what we study. Fighting and seizing, guns and fighting are their majors.

At this time, the 18-year-old Prince Eric listened to the Law teacher preaching criminal law cases, and he was feeling sleepy. The afternoon sun shines gently on Eric through the window lattice, which is very suitable for taking a nap. 

A sudden attack made him feel refreshed. A gentle hand was placed on his leg, then went up to his thigh and slowly went upward. All of a sudden, it was this one that made Eric awake.

He turned to see Moly, the daughter of the official general.

Eric asked in a low voice, \"What are you trying to do?\"

\"Waking you up!\" Moly\'s answer was very clear. Then, Moly opened Eric\'s zipper very skillfully. She gradually stretched her hand to go in gently.

Eric glanced at the podium immediately.

The law teacher is discussing problems with Edward. It was so deep that the teacher didn\'t notice him and Moly in the corner.

Eric stared at Moly and whispered to stop, \"Stop, if my father knew about this I am dead.\"

Moly smiled silently, \"He is much more ridiculous at your age!\"

Eric looked at her suspiciously.

She also highlighted a few words, \"Don\'t forget, my father and His Majesty were classmates once, and he told me a lot about His Majesty\'s love affairs!\" 

When it comes to the last word, Moly grabbed him hard. Then her hand started to move rhythmically.

Her actions did not attract the teacher, but it did attract my attention.

Originally, I was also involved in the discussion between Edward and the teacher, but suddenly I heard something behind me.

I saw Moly kneeling between Eric\'s legs. His head was buried in Eric\'s crotch. Eric was trying to push Moly\'s head hard, but he seemed to have surrendered. Her head moved back and forth.

I had a hunch about what they were doing. I didn\'t know how to react, so I pretended like I did not see anything.

Should I report them? Or help them find ways to attract the teacher\'s attention again? After all, the discussion between the teacher and Edward is nearly done.

I\'m so nervous now that it feels like it’s not them but me who feels like doing bad things. I wish the teacher wouldn\'t look over there, but he seemed to have decided to turn his head towards them.

I can\'t help it. Only I can do it. I don\'t want Eric to be discovered by my teacher. Although my relationship with him is not the best, Eric has always been polite and he took good care of me. 

The main reason is that he is least liked by His Majesty, the King. If Edward did such a ridiculous thing, His Majesty might even praise him for his doing, but this is Eric. If he made a mistake, he might be expelled from the imperial family. That is the fruit of an illegitimate child?

Thinking of this, I must help him.

I suddenly got up, then took up the teacher\'s lesson plan on the podium and suddenly ran out. 

The teacher froze.

I turned around and made a face at him, shouting, “Old man, come after me!”

Everyone was stunned.

I ran into the corridor with joy, and the fat teacher dragged his heavy body and chased me out of the room.

He shouted, “Kely, are you crazy?”

I just ran away from him. I may be scolded by my dad for this, and even taste his whip, but it is better than Eric\'s expulsion from the imperial family. While I thought of this, I ran more recklessly.

I feel that the wind in the corridor is very strong, and it blows up my hair, but I don\'t have time to take care of it, because the law teacher is fast even though he is blubbery.

I remember my father told me that the law teacher used to be a school track and field athlete, and even broke the record of Aston\'s 100-meter dash when he died.

I was on the verge of being overtaken by him. I was suddenly dragged into a door by a big hand.

It is a small substation room, littered with wires and transformers. There can only be one person in it. I just huddled with him.

It was dark inside, but I sensed that it was Edward.

\"How did you get in here?\" I\'m curiously asked.

Edward smiled, \"I knew you would run wildly!\" Then he paused.

I can see his flashing eyes in the dark substation room.

\"No one knows the terrain here better than me.”  He continued.

I laughed out loud. His body leaned only on me, and every word protruding from his mouth carries temperature, which hits my mouth, nose and cheeks. I can clearly smell his faint scent.

That\'s the taste of Asian fudge especially made for the royal family.

Our chests are close to each other, and my right chest can feel his heartbeat.

Burst, burst, burst. I feel his heart beat a little faster.