Breaking the Limit

Beatrix's point of view

BEATRIX'S POINT OF VIEW.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, my brain felt physically swollen. The relentless barrage of complex French conjugations crashed repeatedly against strict etiquette corrections, stuffing my head to the breaking point. We had spent the last three hours locked in a suffocating study room. My hands shook visibly as I gathered my heavy textbooks, a