Arthur rarely spent time in his study. Horseback riding, dinners with diplomats, public appearances, the occasional awkward date with Gwen.. That was up until now, at least. Now the Queen was pushing him to go to law school. Arthur had gotten the acceptance letter before he even realized the Queen was serious about it. Apparently in this world, people thought princes should actually have skills apart from jousting.
A few weeks in, and the homework was already piling up. Arthur was sitting at his desk, surrounded by very thick books. He dropped his head to the table, regretting other people's choices in his life.
He heard the faint knocking at the door, since there was literally nothing else interesting in the entire world. "Please be anything but a textbook!" he called to the door without lifting his head.