When the emperor suddenly collapsed, the empire teetered on the brink of crisis. For the princess, now burdened with leading the nation alone, Grand Duke Arkenian—her childhood mentor—was her most trusted ally. "It seems nothing is out of the ordinary. You may proceed as planned." "Thank you, Your Grace. Oh, there's also something I wished to discuss regarding the trade agreement..." Their daily sessions on state affairs continued without fail. But once the Grand Duke's lessons concluded, another form of education inevitably began. "Your Grace! You said we were taking a break from state affairs today!" "I apologize, but I never said we would skip all other forms of education." His strong arm wrapped firmly around her waist. To the public, their relationship appeared built on mutual respect and friendship. But to her, the Grand Duke had always been a difficult and intimidating mentor. "Don't be insolent. Haven't you outgrown your rebellious phase?" "Ugh, please stop..." "Shall we see how much your patience has improved today?" "Lie down," the Grand Duke ordered briefly. Making her lie down like this and taking her from behind was his favorite position. From Rohte's perspective, it was the one she wanted to avoid most. Not only did she have to expose her messy, wet body to his invasion, but the Grand Duke's massive member was always difficult to accommodate, even in the most favorable position. "Haah, last time, we did it in this position..." "It's a review, Your Highness." The Grand Duke whispered, nibbling at her earlobe. He claimed it was an essential step to ensure she didn't forget what she had learned. His low, playful tone sounded almost like teasing.