Walking out of the library, Rose moved past many polite gazes.
"Madam Rose." Several students and staff bowed quickly as she passed.
She only nodded in return, saying little.
Her father was the royal tutor to the King and the mentor to the Crowned Prince and his siblings. As his only child, Rose held a position of importance. Of course, her own intellect and studious nature only further solidified her standing.
Despite being younger than many of the students, she was a teacher at the royal academy—a rare and prestigious position.
"Madam Rose." Even among noble-born students, some of whom were close to her age, she was treated with respect. Though not all extended the same courtesy.
"Look who we have here."
A voice laced with tease interrupted the air of reverence.