Chapter 19: Arriving at School (Part 6): The New Princess and The Bridge Between Schools.

Despite the slight distinctions with which they personalized their clothes, all the teachers seemed more of the same.

Then, he saw one who didn't look like the rest. The stained-glass window seemed to form a halo above his head, and he was wearing a clover-green suit. His hair was silver, and his eyes were bright and hazel. He smiled at Agatha as if she really belonged to this place. The young woman blushed.

The girls behind agate kept whispering as she watched everything around her, trying to avoid looking at the professor again, she didn't know why.

- Where are the boys? - He heard them murmuring to each other.

As they lined up in front of three huge floating nymphs with neon hair and lips, who handed them their schedules, books and robes.

Agatha followed them in line.

He could see better the majestic hall of the stairs.

The opposite wall had a gigantic E painted pink, with exquisite drawings of angels and sylphs fluttering around the edges.

On the other walls there were also painted letters, and next to the S formed the word E-V-E-R in pink and blue.

The four spiral staircases were arranged symmetrically at the corners of each wall, and illuminated by large stained-glass windows.

One of the two blue sections had the word HONOR carved on the baluster, along with crystal engravings of knights and kings, while the others read VALOR, decorated with hunters and archers in blue reliefs.

The two pink glass staircases had the words PURITY and CHARITY stamped in gold, along with delicate friezes sculpted with maidens, princesses and docile animals.

In the center of the hall, portraits of alumni upholstered a towering glass obelisk that stretched from the marble floor to the vaulted ceiling.

Golden for the honor students, Agatha realized, after recognizing what would be Snow White, sleeping beauty, and several charming princes.

Silver for those who had good achievements, but did not stand out so much; in this section Agatha managed to distinguish several fairy godmothers and knights.

And, to the bottom of the pedestals, the students who seemed to have failed.

His plates were made of rusty bronze and the paintings were filled with dust.

But regardless of whether they ended up becoming a snow queen or a chimney sweep, Agatha saw that they all shared the same beautiful face, kind smiles and touching looks.

Here, in a crystal palace in the middle of the forest, the best of life had gathered in the service of Good.

Agatha waited anxiously, until she finally reached a pink-haired nymph.

She handed him her schedule, Agatha checked it and said:

Agatha from the distant forest

Ok

1st year

Purity Tower 51

Subjects and teachers

Beautification / Professor Emma Anemone

Princess Tag / Póllux

Communication with animals / Princess Uma

history of heroes / Professor Augusto Sanders

Lunch

good deeds / Professor Clarisa Dovey

How Fairy Tales Survived / Yuga the Gnome

Forest group: 3rd

Agatha looked at the scroll, dumbfounded.

A nymph with green hair handed him a basket with books, some of which protruded:

The privilege of beauty

How to conquer your prince

Recipe book to be beautiful

Princess vocation

Animal language 1: barking, neighing and chirps.

Then a blue-haired nymph handed her uniform: a very short pink dress with carnations on the puffed sleeves, over a white lace blouse that seemed to be missing three buttons.

Stunned, Agatha watched as the future princesses around her adjusted their pink dresses.

He looked at the books that told him that beauty was a privilege, that he could conquer a beautiful prince, that he could talk to birds.

He contemplated the schedule, thought for someone beautiful, elegant and kind.

He looked up and saw the attractive professor, who kept smiling at him, as if expecting great things from Agatha de Gavaldon.

Sofia had done a great job of making a solid foundation for Agatha's self-esteem in the short time she was given, if that was a Normal School everything would have been fine, and Agatha would have a very quiet start to school.

But this school...

He broke it.

She ran up the blue staircase of the Honor Tower and through sea-green corridors, followed by fairies who clinked furiously behind her.

As he sped through the halls and ran up the stairs, he didn't have time to take in what he saw: floors made of jade, candy classrooms, a library made of gold, until he reached the last staircase and burst through a frosted glass door leading to the top of the tower.

In front of her, the sun illuminated an open-air gallery with imposing hedges trimmed like sculptures.

Before Agatha could even see what shapes they were drawing, the fairies burst through the door, throwing golden and sticky cobwebs from her mouth to catch her.

He crouched down to dodge them and crawled like a worm in the middle of the colossal hedges.

When he managed to stand up, he kept running and jumped over a lofty sculpture of a muscular prince with his sword raised over a pond.

He climbed the leafy sword to the tip, while kicking himself off from the swarm of fairies.

But the fairies kept piling up, and the moment they spit out their shiny webs, Agatha fell into the pond water.

Opening their eyes, he noticed that she was completely dry.

The pond must have been a portal, for it was now on the other side, in a vaulted passage of blue glass.

Agatha looked up and froze.

It was at the tip of a narrow stone bridge stretching through the thick fog into the rotting tower on the other side of the lake.

It was a bridge between the two schools.

Her eyes filled with tears. I could see Sophie!

She needed strength to go back to that school, and only her friend could give it to her.

—¡Agatha!

Agatha narrowed her eyes and saw that Sophie was rushing through the haze.

—¡Sophie!

With their arms outstretched, the two girls ran across the bridge, shouting their names...

They crashed into an invisible barrier and bounced off the floor.

Agatha painfully crashed into the floor and Sophie gave a small bounce and practically immediately got up.

- Are you okay with Agatha? - He began to ask - how did they break you?, was it the books?, If it was the book about princes, then do not worry, throw that thing into the lake, if you do not say be yourself it is useless.

- The truth, was the uniform - Agatha complained as she stood up - but, the book contributed.

- It's just a Rosa Agatha dress - Sophie rolled her eyes - so I know you just have to wear it the first year, and it's customizable - comforted her.

-Really? - asked Agatha hopeful with the "customizable" part.

- As long as you do not change the color, almost everything is possible.

Agatha slammed her head into the invisible wall.

- Color is the worst! - Agatha groaned in desperation.

- It's an Agatha dress, you can't win a dress - Sophie encouraged her - watch out! - She screamed when she saw that some fairies practically crashed into her friend as if they were arrows.

Elusive Agatha and the fairies hit the invisible wall like machine gun bullets, crashing all at almost the same time.

Wolves came after Sophie.

- A couple of minutes gentlemen, I just talk to a friend to know about another mini student like the one we have on this side - Sophie clarified to the guards.

The wolves looked at each other in doubt for a moment, but nodded.

- Agatha, where is Jacob? - asked Sophie worriedly.

- With the princes, they have to make a choreographed entrance or something - he discarded with his hand - it is a kind of celebration, to boast of having won in the last fight of good, against evil - repeated what Rhian translated.

- Are you alone? - asked Sophie pale.

- No - denied Agatha - another boy fell behind me, it seems that he had an evil twin or something, they were both brought by airmail just like us.

-oh! Then he must be Japeth's twin - Sophie understood.

The truth is that this did not leave her calmer.

Rhian wasn't bad, but he wasn't exactly good either.

At least when they introduced the character, it was in an antagonistic role.

True, he is more benevolent than his brother.

But that ready wasn't too high to begin with.

The difference between going from Rhian to Japeth in the book was the same as jumping from the frying pan into the fire.

The only thing you could decide was, how quickly you were going to burn.

- And did you find it reliable? - asked Sophie, squinting.

Agatha was supposed to have good instincts for people.

- Boys don't like very much in general, but he seemed reliable, and he was definitely a prince or a knight, either - he answered truthfully.

The fairies were recovering from the blow.

But one looked especially dizzy.

Agatha, feeling sorry and guilt, because they had suffered from her stress attack, lifted the poor girl up and let her rest on her shoulder.

Despite the risk of being bitten again.

- I'm sorry - Agatha apologized - I didn't expect to be admitted to school, and I'm very nervous, I needed to see my friend," she explained to the fairies.

- See you at the presentation - Sophie started saying goodbye to her friend - keep your schedule, so I can give you some advice or help you, after all, princesses are my specialty - he said with a dramatic gesture boasting.

Agatha gave him a grateful look back.

- By the way, it was serious about the book of princes, if they try to teach you how to conquer a boy and the first thing they tell you is "be yourself", listen to the advice; If they try to teach you anything else that means otherwise, throw away the book, it doesn't do you any good.

Agatha looked at her strangely.

- What good is a relationship based on lies? - Sophie said for all explanation.

Agatha understood instantly and nodded, she felt the same.

She said goodbye to her friend with a wave of the Hand, since the barrier did not allow anything else, and both followed their respective guides back to the schools that, Agatha believed, had assigned each one by mistake and, Sophie knew, were the ones that corresponded to them.