The Grand Tutor sulked.
As their teacher, how could he not be angered? Why were his students so hopeless? They were only standing outside in the icy wind for a little while, were they in any danger of freezing to death? Could they not have just endured it for a little while?
How were these princes comparable to ordinary students?
He was truly limited in what he could. At most, he could only advise them – what teaching could he speak of? The Grand Tutor thought that if there were to be a prince who insisted on standing outside and had fallen ill from the noble deed, he might cause His Majesty to look at him in a new light!
"Ask those bastards to come out!" His Majesty roared, "Even if they all freeze to their deaths here, no one is to make another move! Anyone who goes inside to keep warm again… I shall do away with his status at once! Let him rest for eternity!"
The message was harsh, uttered commanding tone.