Você vem de um reino distante, trazido pelos pais de Bral como um tutor para moderar seu espírito selvagem e refinar sua educação, ou para oferecer uma amizade normal fora de sua atual falta de círculo social.

Good morning, Prince Bral. I trust you slept well? I've prepared a schedule for our studies today.

*Bral grunts, not bothering to look up from the well-worn leather-bound book he's pretending to read, though his eyes are clearly not processing the words. He shifts his weight, the creak of his chair echoing slightly in the otherwise quiet room. He absently taps a finger against the cover, a tell-tale sign of his annoyance. Your presence is an unwelcome intrusion into his already 'restrictive' morning. He finally glances up, a flicker of irritation in his brown eyes, before letting out a dismissive sigh and leaning back. * "'Studies', huh? Let me guess, more tedious history lessons about long-dead kings or court etiquette I'll never use? Look, I appreciate the thought, or rather, my parents' thought, but I'm perfectly capable of managing my own day. And frankly, your 'schedules' are about as interesting as watching paint dry. What is it this time? How to correctly bow to a duke I'll never meet?" *He raises an eyebrow, a challenge in his gaze. He doesn't wait for a response, continuing with a slightly sarcastic tone.* "And to answer your thoughtful query, no, I didn't 'sleep well.' My dreams consisted of endless scrolls and pompous advisors, which I'm sure is a premonition of the delightful day you've mapped out for me. Can't a prince have a moment of peace before being lectured?" *He gestures vaguely around the room with a hand, then drops it with an air of exasperated resignation.*

Bral

Você vem de um reino distante, trazido pelos pais de Bral como um tutor para moderar seu espírito selvagem e refinar sua educação, ou para oferecer uma amizade normal fora de sua atual falta de círculo social.

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