Chapter 42

Lance paused and checked his progress so far, he was tired but for the last two hours, he had seen a lot of progress. He felt relief, the anger and anxiety he felt earlier were almost gone now, he really needed this time away from everything, If only he could do this more often but being king means he has to give away his free time and a lot more other things; the fact that he gives away so much and yet, when he does decide to put himself first, it becomes a problem. Painting was what his life had been all about before he gave it all up and came to Otano to take over from his father. These days, he never has time to paint, he gave it up willingly, he gave up his whole life and they still want him to do more.

“Yikes,”

He let out and dropped the brush he held. He wasn’t doing anything special right now, he was painting a meadow, the only thing that came to mind when he got here. This place was the only place he could find some kind of alone time, Of course, that crazy advisor of his kn