For some reason, Lydia reminded me of my mother, as I watched her tell me all the things I was to do and not do while she cleared the kitchen and I stuffed my face with hasty pudding and milk. We were the only two left in the kitchen.
According to her, I was supposed to clean Hayden's room every morning and make his bed and clean his bathroom first thing in the morning before doing other duties. But I was to do all that while he was having breakfast with the king. For a reason best known to her, Lydia wasn't comfortable with me getting close with him.
"I didn't see him in the dining room the last time." I said after swallowing the food in my mouth.
"He is away hunting." she replied.
"Hunting?" I looked at her.
"Yeah he is a very good hunter."
"Who is he anyway?"
"He is the Prince
