Chapter 14: Coming to School (Part 1): New... Friends?
The three boys were stunned by the knowledge and guts of the boy in front of them.
- I'd respect you if you weren't being carried like a baby - Hort tried to reply.
- You're just jealous, because you want to be you - I counterattack Adam.
From Hort's shock reaction, everyone knew he hit the nail on the head.
-I like you, little one - said Aric, churning her hair.
- How do you know all those naval posts? - asked Japeth - the stories do not go into so many details.
- My sister's yes, she taught me.
The three looked at the girl holding the boy.
She had light eyes like jewels, hair like rays of sun, pink lips almost full red, but not thick that screamed for a kiss and a figure with pronounced curves in all the right places while remaining delicate.
Everything about her screamed "Princess."
2 boys looked at Sophie with admiration, another went to the next stage of falling in love.
- I like pirate stories - said Sophie.
With a shrug, like any explanation.
By Horst's face, Cupid discarded the arrows and decided to take the machine gun.
- I'm Sophie - I offered my hand to Aric and Japeth - and yes, it's princess name, he's Adam.
Aric and Japeth seemed to hesitate for a second, but in the end, Aric was the first to reach out.
That surprised Sophie, who expected Japeth to be the first to give in, but didn't show it.
- Aric - shook hands with Sophie, did so casually.
Sophie didn't expect it.
He was supposed to hate girls, I thought he would flirt to make fun of himself, but it seems that I made a better impression on him than I expected.
- Single and available, just informing - he said, then winked, and showed him a sideways smile.
That's more like what I expected.
- Rafal Japeth, but tell me Japeth - introduced himself too.
Sophie extended her hand to shake her too, but he put it to her lips and kissed over his own thumb.
A perfect display of chivalry.
Just as accurate as the stab she would receive if careless.
- I'm horst - he got into the conversation.
- A pleasure - chanted Sophie and Adam.
-Hey! You come in! - called one of the wolves who supervised the new students.
- Wolf - Adam said.
- Yes, but don't signal it, lest you bite - Sophie warned the boy, then let him walk on his own.
He obviously never let go of his hand.
-Bites? - He asked the wolf directly.
- Yes, grrrr! - replied with a grunt.
Adam hid his hands.
I winked at the wolf, and he gave it back to me.
- I thought girls were more cats? - I comment, Japeth.
- I am an anti-establishment.
- I'm a werewolf - Horst proclaims.
- Good for you - Adam replied, obviously defensively.
He wouldn't let that boy get close to his sister.
- I didn't talk to you child.
- Look become at least a captain, and maybe you will have permission to ask my sister the time, before that do not expect even him good morning - proclaimed Adam boldly, as he glared at his persistent moron.
- …
The boys seemed impressed by the demanding little guy.
- And because you think I want "at least" one captain - asked Sophie amused.
- Because you said you wanted a prince and a captain is like a prince, but from the seas - explained the boy as if it were something very logical.
- Good point - Sophie gave him a kiss on the cheek as a reward and then scrambled her hair.
The boy looked at Horst with a smug face, and Horst seemed about to explode with jealousy.
- Are you really going to fight with the child? - asked Japeth not being able to believe that someone was so pathetic.
- With whom else but? - Aric replied - I don't think he can with those of the same age?
- And who told them that you can with me? - replied Adam boldly.
- …
After once again, as a 7-year-old boy had the last word, they arrived in a spacious room that seemed to be the main one.
Four long arches placed in a circle seemed to lead to the towers.
Boards with names and numbers were seen in the intervals between arc and arc.
A woman was at the center, supervising everything.
She had long, braided black hair, amethyst-colored eyes, pale skin, and long red nails.
She wore a purple dress with pointed shoulders that slipped behind her as she walked, and steel heels.
Sophie's evil fairy godmother stood before her.
Aric's mother.
The doyenne of evil.
Leonora Lesso.
He walked over decisively without letting go of Adam's hand.
The truth had been suppressing worry, but I kept thinking about the fact that in the school of good boys and girls were separated.
Despite being "creatures of good" fairies were not the most empathetic beings in the forest.
The rules of the school were adhered to in detail.
Most likely, they had separated Jacob from Agatha.
I couldn't stop thinking about little Jacob.
Just among that pile of muscle brain.
From what I remembered from the first book, they were a bit abusive.
Although, what worried him most was that the madman of the fencing teacher gave a real sword to a 5-year-old boy.
- Excuse me - Sophie called when arriving before the imposing woman - you who are in charge here?
- That's obvious - I reply with a disinterested air.
- Perfect! - exclaimed Sophie relieved - I am...
- Sophie de Gavaldon - guessed - was I right?, always right.
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Do I enter the book or the movie?