Not long after, she saw that the King had stopped writing and was looking at her. Indeed, she had recognized that he was looking at her; she had no idea what was going on and didn't feel like finding out.
It had occurred to her that it was becoming too difficult and that she should ask one of the guards to instruct her.
It was humiliating for her to have to take rides with Viscar or Prince Jeremy whenever they went out.
she was relieved to have found a teacher. The King himself, to think of it... Urgh! The King led the way, dragging the lowly horse behind him while Ella trailed in his wake and gazed in awe.
When she was around the King, she could never help but be in awe of him.
They strolled for a few minutes before stopping at the large open field because its allure was too much to resist. There were guards there who were practicing swordplay, but as soon as they saw the King, they fled.