Amaya and Julienne were standing in front of a big mahogany table. There was a silver nameplate on the table and the name "Dean Calixto" was written in an elegant cursive style. Behind the table, a man in his early 40s, with a scholarly look was sitting on a big black leather chair. He pushed back the spectacles on his nose as he glanced at the two high schoolers in front of him.
"What can I do for you, young ladies?" He asked without standing up.
Amaya passed her an envelope and a letter from the Principal of Lireya National High School.
"You are Princess Amaya?" The dean asked in disbelief. He scanned the woman in front of him. She was wearing her high school uniform. She looked very pretty. She does not have any hair accessories, except for the hairband that secured her half-bun on top of her head. She has no makeup, not even lipstick, and yet her beauty still enthralled him.
"She is, Dean" Julienne answered for Amaya.