The Crown Prince Thinks I'm a Guy

Meeting with a Familiar

I hummed and hummed. Ever since I woke up, I was jittery with happiness and excitement.

"You seem quite happy today, Lady Elle," my nanny observed.

I giggled a bit. "That I indeed am, Miss Hestia!"

She smiled at me sweetly, turning as joyful as I was. "May I ask why, Lady Elle?"

I grinned at my nanny.

Now, why was I so happy? The answer was simple.

Miss Quisling was finally arriving to teach me formal writing. She was a difficult tutor to have. In my past life, I only came to have her as my teacher when I was about 12 years old. After all, she only ever accepted teaching jobs from the best students of the Kingdom. Although I was a princess, I still had to wait for a long time before I had finally reached the qualifications.

And now, at five years old, due to my hard work, I finally get to have her as my teacher!

But, why was I so excited to have a simple teacher? Well, that's because Miss Quisling was my only ally in my past life. She was the only kind teacher that I had. She never hit me unless I did something incredibly wrong. She was always gentle and cared for my well-being. She's much like Miss Hestia is to me right now...

Miss Quisling was also the tutor who had helped me procure the necessary documents for my failed escape. However, if indeed I had gone through with it, I really would have achieved freedom all because of this tutor...

Now, I'll see her again in this second life!

I couldn't even contain my excitement as I bounced around my seat. My nanny could only sigh and gently chide me as she tried to tame my hair. "You must really like this new teacher for you to be so energetic. I hardly ever see you acting like your age."

I laughed as I hummed a happy tune. Then, I saw my nanny pouting from behind me on the mirror.

"Aw! Are you jealous, Miss Hestia?" I asked her teasingly, smiling in an annoying way.

Miss Hestia played along with me, and repeatedly stomped her foot. "Huh! I. Am. Not!"

We laughed for a while together when I realized something was different about my nanny. "Miss Hestia, why are you wearing gloves today?"

She seemed to have tried wearing gloves the first few days of her work as a nanny, but it grew sporadically spaced apart up until she didn't even bother wearing them anymore. No one was brave enough to call her out, anyway, and I, her liege, was tolerant about it. So, it came as a great shock for me to see her wearing gloves and even the proper clothes.

"You're even covering all of your arms and legs..." I muttered.

My nanny looked normal enough when she laughed my words off. "Oh! I just heard your long-awaited tutor was coming today, so I had to look the part!"

I grinned at that and continued to tease her all morning. When my history lesson was over, I had a hasty lunch and I quite crudely ran down the palace stairs to wait for the incoming tutor. I arrived by the palace entrance and stood guard, much like the palace workers would do once the King would arrive.

I bounced around in excitement and Miss Hestia finally arrived down the stairs, complaining about my speed and hastiness. But, I didn't even feel tired after running around. It might have been just my health, but I had a suspicion that it was because of the meditating practices I have been doing whenever I had to rest.

No one had really taught me about this, but I always felt comfort whenever I was enveloped by notes. It seemed like I grew stronger when I was filled with their warmth, much like the time when the dancing balls of light had embraced me in my dream. Now, I always find myself gathering whatever amounts of notes I could from the surroundings and into my body. It was sort of my secret magical practice now.