Time flew by, and after meeting with the accompanying officials, Beatrice prepared to return to her room.

However, when she arrived in the room, she did not see Louis.

After glancing around the room, she saw a note left by Louis on the desk.

The note was placed on top of a file folder, and it read:

"I'm going to take a bath first, see you later."

She smiled and turned the note over.

On the back of the note, it read:

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Beatrice's lips curved into a happy smile.

Unconsciously, she also began to look forward to the moonlight tonight.

Just as she shyly got up, she accidentally knocked the file folder off the edge of the table.

The file folder fell to the ground.

The unsealed file folder vibrated, scattering the draft papers all over the floor.

Beatrice knew this must have been placed here by Louis.

The documents she needed to handle were impossible to bring to the bedroom.

To be precise, at least not today.

"That guy, why did he bring work papers home?"

Beatrice was a little exasperated.

Louis's work wasn't as easy as it seemed.

Especially now, he had a large merchant guild under him, which played a crucial role in trade exchanges.

In addition to that, he needed to enhance his own skills, which meant his daily life was never relaxed.

So the small twinge of frustration she felt seeing the file folder was quickly suppressed by Beatrice.

However, when she picked up the draft papers on the floor, she was stunned.

The drafts were each a four-panel manga-style depiction.

The story of an Eldest Princess's growth.

Beatrice felt a bit bewildered.

But as she looked at the drawings, they instantly overlapped with things she had experienced.

"Is this a scene where I took on the empire's responsibilities while Olivia was asleep?"

"Is this from the first spring hunt I attended, and my outfit? I remember an artist left a painting of it, did he use them as reference?"

"Oh, isn't this from the ceremony where I was first granted the title of empire heir by my father?"

"And this one, it's when I led the cavalry to victory in the border war."

The more Beatrice looked, the more amazed she became.

In that four-panel manga, the artist depicted many of her past highlights with astonishing strokes.

Beatrice carefully flipped through them.

Seeing so much content, she knew that Louis must have spent a lot of time putting this together.

Just talking with Qian, the empire's historians, and the maids to collect relevant major events must have taken considerable time.

Let alone drawing it all with such vivid and lively strokes.

Just drawing from the scenes must have taken a lot of time.

Thinking of this, she smiled even more gently.

"What a fool."

Beatrice murmured to herself.

At that time, she had told Louis, although she wasn't so concerned about things like noble upbringing, if he wanted to interact with the mainstream nobility, he needed to understand some forms of art.

Whether it was music or art, she hoped Louis would choose one he found interesting to develop as a future hobby.

At that time, Louis chose art.

She had initially thought to let Louis slowly learn under the influence of some master painters.

But unexpectedly, Louis's insatiable thirst for knowledge and his extreme desire for skills displayed an incredible ability to learn.

So much so that Beatrice, who originally wanted artists to teach him some major art trends, was met with pushback from the artists.

According to the artists:

"His Highness Louis has a natural advantage in mastering pure painting techniques."

"Rather than having him familiarize himself with various top artists and art trends, it would be better to have him focus on mastering techniques first."

"Once he has mastered the techniques from teachers of various schools, then introduce him to the traits of each school."

"At that point, introducing him to the master artists who've left a brilliant legacy over the years can give him a more profound understanding from on high."

The person who said this was an old painter who had been overwhelmed by Louis's learning ability.

Although as a teacher, his skills had been completely absorbed by His Highness Louis.

But as a renowned educator, not only was he skilled in painting techniques, but he also had the ability to adapt and harness a student's innate talent.

This advice, which would never be adopted for a normal art student, was perfect for Louis.

Beatrice even remembered the old painter crying his heart out, claiming that His Highness Louis's learning ability was supremely unnatural.

Since there could be rivalries and contempt between different art schools, once joining one school, it was assumed they wouldn't join another.

Beatrice also knew why the old painter acted this way.

Because only when the royal family was there to exert control could they ignore the little intrigues between schools and earnestly pass on their own specialties.

Moreover, upon knowing it was Louis who wanted to learn, they were all too eager to flock to share this honor.

She continued flipping through the sheets.

Gradually, her expression changed slightly.

The timeline on the sheets rushed forward quickly, and before long, it reached the moment when she first met Louis.

Seeing the drawing of the first time she cornered Louis against the wall, Beatrice instinctively covered her face.

Although she was the one who did it, seeing it drawn out, why did it feel so unbearably shyness-inducing?

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