Angela scoffed, “As a commoner, I never remember your nobles’ complicated titles.” “He’s my cousin,” Wilhelmina said. “Kerns, this is my roommate Garcia. Be polite to her, or I’ll tell Aunt Catherine.” “Tattletale!” Kerns retorted. “Behave, Kerns. Wait for me outside while I help Giselle organize the room, then we’ll go to dinner with Annabel and the others.” “Don’t you know? Annabel reported and then went back to the palace.” Wilhelmina frowned, “Isn’t she going to attend classes?” “I guess she’s too busy for that,” Kerns shrugged. “Alright, girls, stop dawdling. The third cafeteria has grilled veal today. If we go now, we can still grab a portion!”
Chapter 14
Campus life began just like that. It wasn’t as heavy as Wilhelmina had anticipated, but it was busy. The summer tutoring allowed her to keep up with the courses relatively easily, and Angela and Kerns also provided a lot of support.
The school did not provide special care for royal children, but classmates were generally more respectful and considerate. Her identity made Wilhelmina the center of attention, with people eager to show friendliness.
Following Hans Borg’s instructions, Wilhelmina maintained a low profile. In class, she was serious; privately, she was an easygoing and introverted classmate.
The little girl suppressed her flamboyant personality to appear unremarkable.
When a girl wearing a pink butterfly bow approached, William Mina was doing homework with Cairns and Angela in the school library. Cairns spotted her first and nudged William Mina.
“Look, Annabel’s pink brigade is here. Has she returned to school?”
The girl walked over proudly and performed a curtsy. “Your Highness, Young Master Cairns, Princess Annabel requests your presence.”
William Mina looked at Cairns, who appeared impatient.
“What is she up to now?”
The girl replied coldly, “You will naturally know when you go.”
“How troublesome,” Cairns said, dropping his pen. “Let’s go, Willy. Angela, guard our seats.”
“I will defend them with my life,” Angela saluted.
The girl led William Mina and Cairns to the intermediate section’s living area in a small vehicle. In the coffee bar’s private room, Annabel was waiting with Amelia, Georgiana, and Louis, Marianna’s rarely-seen son.
“Willy, come sit,” Annabel said, nodding to the girl who then left with a bow.
“It’s not afternoon tea time yet, Annabel,” Cairns complained, sitting down heavily with a sandwich.
