"Saintess Esme, I believe you are a true genius," My math instructor spoke, a serious look on his aged face, as he looked over the answers I had written.
"The Lady is also perfect at etiquette at such a young age! She knows how to school her expression so well, even if put in an uncomfortable situation," Lady Renee swore, her amber eyes shining with excitement as she clasped her hands together.
"Of course, she would be an incredible talent. She is God's beloved child," My literature teacher agreed, as if he had expected nothing less. This explanation seemed to make sense to everyone else, while I fought not to fidget in my seat.
I smiled tightly, a bit uneasy. I wasn't trying to become a genius, in all honesty, I just wanted to test my current knowledge with that of the book, since A Garden of Poppies never spoke deeply on their education system. It seemed that English was called The Imperial Language, but there was also The Holy Language. Surprisingly, I could read it perfectly, perhaps due to being the Saintess. Math and Science followed closely to what was taught in elementary and middle school, so both were easy to comprehend. Though, Doorn was still considered a historical novel, so I quickly realized that their knowledge didn't surpass mine. The only thing different was History, Etiquette and Alchemy, but the book went into detail about the History of Doorn, and I had previously read books on the Etiquette of noble society so I didn't feel unconfident in my current knowledge . Though even with that, I still wasn't fully knowledgeable with History, especially with some of the smaller details. After my lessons, my instructors all gathered together and asked me to stay after class.
Now, they were all under the impression that I was a genius, when in reality, I basically cheated the system. After all, even if I did have the body of a seven year old, mentally I was a twenty two year old woman whose only hobby was reading anything and everything. Now, I felt relieved that I had set the goal for myself to read every book in the library I used to work at, including 'The History of Mathematics and Its Functions,' and 'The Difference Between Them and You: Etiquette of A Noble'.
"Saintess, I believe we'll need to revise your lesson plan," My math instructor, Baron Sinclair decided.
"I don't think you'll need Etiquette lessons, so why don't we move on to embroidery or I could teach you how to play an instrument?" Lady Renee offered.
"I'll simply assign reading assignments, when you finish the book, you'll need to submit an essay along with any notes you take while reading," Count Aaron, my literature and history teacher, nodded at his own decision.
"Honestly speaking, Saintess, your knowledge of science already far exceeds that of most noble ladies. Unless you're interested in learning alchemy, I suggest finding an instructor for Divine Powers," Sir Lawrence sighed, looking a bit bewildered.
I stood, bowing my head to the group of nobles.
"I'm very grateful for your consideration and praise, and I'll follow your recommendations. I'll talk to the Temple in accordance to my instructor for divine powers. Thank you all for your time, but I'm afraid I have an appointment with the Empire's Star," I spoke gently.
"Oh, the prince? Then, please feel free to go. We will send word to the empress about the change in curriculum."
I curtsied lightly, then left. I already felt exhausted after that conversation. Should I have played dumb? I will have to remember to send a letter to Launce after tea with the prince. I was surprised, seeing Adom waiting for me outside the library.
"My Lady," He bowed formally.
I smiled, so his etiquette lessons went well.
"Adom, how was class?" I asked, already feeling better at seeing him.
"My instructors say that I am a quick learner."
"Were they kind to you? Did you like them?"
I know that I can't expect everyone to treat Adom kindly here. This place was full of prideful nobles, and although Adom had received God's Blessing, and was accepted as my aide, I'm sure there will be those who treat him poorly. I won't just stand aside and let it happen though. I plan to give Adom all the tools I can so that he will gain honor and respect, and I will make it known that any fowl made towards him will be one made to me as well.
"They were fine. It was easy to understand what they taught," He answered, his little hands clutching my sleeve.
I smiled, patting his head.
"Good job today. How about we have dinner together later?"
He nodded eagerly, his green eyes brightening at the idea.
"I have to meet the prince now, so I'll see you tonight, ok?"
He twitched at the mention of the prince, but after a moment, he let go of my sleeve and allowed me to go. I watched him hesitantly for a moment before hurrying to my destination. I was already running late as it was. I was invited to visit the garden of Pansies to take tea with Remly, and had received the formal letter of invitation this morning. I met the butler sent to guide me and we made our way.
The Prince lived in a completely separate palace from me, and was as far from Axel and his tower as was possible without inhibiting his schedule. It was a long walk, and I was sure I wouldn't be able to find it on my own throughout the twists and turns through the gardens. Seeing Prince Remly's palace sent a bitter feeling throughout my chest though, remembering Axel's tiny, dusty room. It was opulent and stood impressively. But this was just proof of the favor this empire gave Remly. I cast my eyes away, not focusing on any of the impressive pieces of art or the luxurious atmosphere as I was guided to the Pansy Garden.
"Announcing the arrival of The Saintess Esme," The butler spoke as we stepped into the gardens.
My feet were aching from the walk, but I curtsied to the prince with a careful smile.
"I apologize for being late, your majesty. My instructors wished to see me after the lesson," I said, raising my head.
Prince Remly was standing by a small table set up for tea, and was surrounded by the droves of golden pansies. He looked like some sort of mystical creature with his golden hair and eyes that shined amongst the yellow flowers. I could understand why so many were taken by the prince's charms, even as a boy. He had an aura that seemed to glitter and glow, only further enhanced by the beautiful scenery.
"Please, do not fret, Saintess. Were there any problems with your classes?" He asked, gesturing to my seat across from his.
I sat gratefully, folding my hands gently in my lap.
"Of course not, your highness. They simply wanted to discuss my curriculum."
The maids poured the tea into the delicate porcelain cups, and I held mine in my hands, admiring the fragile painted flowers. I took a sip, and silently enjoyed the flavor of the pink hibiscus tea.
"Do you like it?" Remly asked.
"Yes, it's different from the tea I usually drink," I said, taking in the slightly tart flavor.
"I was worried. Most people don't like hibiscus tea, because it doesn't have as gentle of a flavor as white or green teas," He flushed slightly with a smile, looking bashful.
"I think it has it own charm though," I commented, taking another drink.
"I'm glad I found an ally on this front," his soft laughter filled the garden, creating a peaceful and delicate atmosphere.
"This garden is lovely. I've never seen so many pansies," I commented, looking about the prince's ebullient landscape.
"They're not as popular of a flower. I hear you favor roses."
He sounded a bit timid when he admitted that, which didn't seem like the confident, jubilant young prince that was described in the novel. Was he a bit nervous, being thrown together with a girl he barely knew?
"I can definitely admire their appeal. Their color is so prepossessing, just like his majesty's eyes," I complimented, still eyeing the vibrant flowers, beaming.
I peaked at the silent young prince, and saw him looking down into his lap, his face red, wide eyed.
"Is everything alright, your majesty?"
His eyes snapped up to meet mine, and he quickly waved away my worries with a smile.
"I'm perfectly fine! Rather than that, should we take a walk around the grounds?"