The First Princess of Averlyon

Chapter 18- First Lesson

Her tutor rushed to her side, bending his knee as he approached, holding his hands around her, ushering her to stand up without touching her as he glanced back at the queen dowager nervously.

Zahra quickly stepped back feeling flushed as she mistakenly submitted herself before her tutor.

She didn't like strangers touching her in any way and was glad he wasn't making any attempts to do so.

Letting out a nervous cough in an attempt to ease the tension, Professor Owen proceeded with his examination of the princess before him.

He stared at her intently giving Zahra the feeling that she was being placed under a microscope.

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Every little detail about her was being analyzed with great scrutiny.

Facing the queen dowager he gave his verdict, "Your Majesty, firstly we would need to start with proper etiquette while supplementing her studies with the history of both kingdoms and the major politics of all the countries around the globe. That as well as to see to her diet. Adding more lean meat and vegetables along with fruits while cutting back on carbohydrates. This is what you would call a ketogenic diet. While giving her various exercises to help keep her body in shape."

Zahra grimaced.

She didn't like the flaws of her body to be brought up in front of others. It wasn't like she hadn't tried to change her figure many times before. However, people from her school would constantly criticise her for her looks.

Slowly, she began to get used to it but it still hurt hearing those words. Not to mention the extra studying she would have to do, just listening to them, she could tell the amount of hours they were planning to drill these into her.

"I permit you to do what is needed to get her on the right track. Just make sure she has the bare minimum by the time of her royal debut" Queen Emera spoke as she stood up causing Professor Owen to bow sharply. "I'll get going then. I have a meeting to tend to," after saying so, Queen Emera exited the living room, leaving Zahra and Mister Owen in an awkward spot.

Her chubby figure was detested by those who were of the monarchy. They were always on the watch of the media and any sign of lethargy was looked upon with great disdain.

Despite this, however, one glance at her and anyone could tell she was beautiful and this was high praise coming from the man who mentored even the queen herself!

"Please take a seat, your highness." He indicated across from him. I shall explain to you what we will do first," Owen sat on his chair once Zahra had taken a seat.

"So, as you heard Her Majesty, she wants you to maintain a certain figure. You have the potential to increase your beauty a thousandfold. However, this would come at the cost of some of your snacks and adding in some workout. Will you be up for this Princess Zahra?" Owen asked Zahra.

"I don't want to cut down on my snacks. I'm ready to do whatever exercises you want," Zahra sternly opposed.

Owen sighed. This wasn't the answer he was hoping for. He knew she was headstrong but this was hindering his work which could cost them both a great deal.

"Your Highness... you need to cut them otherwise we can't help you out. I'm not saying to become skinny. I'm just asking you to obtain a moderate weight so no one can body shame you. You're a princess! You need to keep everything balanced!"

Zahra frowned, standing up abruptly, she quickly rushed to her bedroom. She didn't want to do any of this. She didn't want to be a princess. She couldn't understand why they were after her so badly.