Heena calmly picked up the items and walked over, placing the pen and paper directly in front of the kneeling prince.
"Before we proceed," Heena said smoothly, crossing her arms. "You just explicitly stated that you want me to go, right?"
The prince glared at the paper, then glared up at her. "Is there even a single doubt about that in your head?! Yes! Leave!"
"Okay, fine," Heena nodded agreeably. "But before I leave, I need you to formally write that down. I need it explicitly stated, in your own royal handwriting, that it was 'you' who absolutely refused to be taught by me, and ordered me out."
The prince stared at her, completely bewildered. "Why?! It is the exact same thing! You are leaving!"
Heena looked down at him with the deeply patronizing expression of a seasoned corporate manager dealing with an incredibly slow intern.
