A Semester with Portia

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"Your Highness, your chauffeur is here."

I stopped the fidgeting of my fingers on my blazer's buttons as I glanced up to the mirror in front of me to look at the servant, currently bowing beside the door.

I glanced back down to my blazer to check the buttons.

"Yes, I'll be there in a minute."

I look over my shoulder to see the servant, who's waiting for an answer, as I gave him a tight smile.

He bowed again and makes his way out the room, making me sigh in relief.

I wonder what would his reaction if I told him I'm an imposter wearing the same face as his master. I bet his eyes would bulge out.

I slightly laughed as I imagined his face before realizing I got too relaxed.

I cleared my throat as I try to compose myself.

I took a quick check to my outfit, it's a blue suit with white linings on the sides and my shoulders, white slacks matching it with obviously expensive white shiny shoes, with two swords stabbed on a cross pendant, the Augustine insignia. I made my way out of the room as I inhaled.

As soon as I got out from the mahogany door, a stern man came into my view, with several servants behind him.

He bowed as he held his hand on his chest and the other on his side, his silver little hair slightly dropped.

I stiffly nod as I try to walk through this seemingly heavy hallway.

The pressure of eyes on me still terrified me, every step I took the more the heavier the pressure is.

The interior design is impressively crystal-like, and paintings with varying sizes that matches with the shiny ornaments on the walls. I bet that speck of crystal could pay off my college tuitions.

I made it out to be greeted by the nature. The grasses on the field have been expertly cut out, with several grass statues on it.

I'm staying at the Emerald Palace, where royal sons of monarch's stays after their debutante. I had to pick up my jaw on the ground when I first saw this humongous castle, and if this is just one of the royal castles they have, how many do they have? Well, this is an island so it makes sense building it with giant decorations.

A classy black car has been parked below the marble stairs I'm standing. I made my way to the car as the stern man held the door open for me.

The closing of the door made me relaxed again as I leaned the back of my head on the expensive leather couch, closing my eyes.

The stern man made it to the driver's seat as he took a quick glance to me. I heard the clicking of the door as the car move, passing through the front white gates. I glance to the front mirror to see the palace shrinking behind me.

But it was cut off by a hand adjusting it as a pair of greenish eyes locked into mine.

"I'm sure you know the drill."

He said as he held his gaze.

"Yes, you've trained me, wasting it seems like a bad output to your career."

I said, eyes still locked to his.

"I'm just keeping you on your feet, Your Highness."

He said as he diverts his attention back to the road.

I smiled as I try to find consolation to his words.To distract myself from the trip, I instead looked at the window car to see trees zooming.

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