"Here..."
He takes the batter and the spoon and mixes it. The batter turns smooth within a few seconds
He couldn't answer, it was too much he couldn't breathe and all he felt was the soft down of petals and the metallic taste of blood and he was in so much pain-when the tears started to form in his eyes he knew he couldn't stay-he sprinted out of the classroom, head lowered, ignoring the protests of the teacher
(Otay Imma make a new post-d'ye have any characters you could use as a prince?)