Lara’s POV
After three months of training, my body was coped all the pain, that caused by my cruel trainer. Today, he postponed our training, he said he would need something special, but he didn’t tell me what was that. He told this to my father, but the King looked he didn’t want me to know about it. But that was okay. If that was personal for Graham, I respected his privacy. Besides, Even me, I didn't want anyone invade my privacy.
“What was you thinking right now, Lara?” When I heard my mom’s voice, I got back to life.
I shook my head. “Nothing. I was amazed at your talent,” I reasoned. That was true, I was amazed how she can handle this painting. I didn’t have such talent.
She put down the brush and looked at me.
“You wanted to try this? I could find a mentor.”
Graham inserted
