Sophie was not surprised by the states of Hesper and Anadil, but...
He was surprised for a moment by Dot's states.
She understood that Dot had been looked down upon by her father and her friends all her life, it was obvious that she would have some such status if she was seen with a system.
Sophie knew Dot was a beautiful girl.
In the book it was mentioned repeatedly and also that she was very smart.
With great intuition, but her friends never gave due importance to her warnings.
The book would most likely have ended in the first one if they had paid the slightest attention to Dot, even if it had been only once.
In fact, if Hesper and Anadil listened to her when she said Sophie was a villain, if they had made her their friend instead of trying to throw her out the window, as she was in the movie or holding her on the bed, as they did in the book, probably the four of them together would have dominated the school.
But hey, the "and yes?" are worthless.
- Don't they have manners? - The plump girl pointed out with her mouth full. - My name is Dot, she's Hester - he said as he pointed to the tattooed girl. - And this sweetness -he said, pointing to the albino - is Anadil, Welcome to room 66 - greeted Dot.
Sophie gave him her most sincere smile.
- As I said I'm Sophie, nice to meet you - she reached out and Dot shook her hand.
- Princes should be delighted when they see you - Dot said. Most villains don't look like princesses.
- She's not a villain - Anadil and Hester replied in chorus.
- I don't know how people can think princesses are pretty - Hester opined, touching a wart on her foot. - They have such a small nose! They look like little buttons that make you want to start.
At that moment, noises were heard on the staircase. A sweet jingle, so exquisite, so delicate that they could only be... Fairies!
- Sorry for a moment dear - excused yourself with dot
He went to the door and saw a fairy chatting with a wolf.
- Excuse me gentlemen - he called the two creatures when he noticed that the fairy was male.
They turned to see her in surprise.
- On the other side, in the school of good, is my little brother I think I can say, without fear of being wrong, that he is the youngest prince of the first year - he began to explain hoping to see some recognition from the fairy.
She nodded and jingled once.
To the great surprise of Sophie, whose plan was to ask the wolf to act as an interpreter, she understood the fairy's words perfectly.
- Is a boy named Jacob? - asked the fairy.
- yes, it's him - confirmed Sophie - she knows if she is well among the other princes, it is that a friend of mine, a princess, told me that when they arrived they had to separate since boys and girls are in different areas and for some presentation of which the princes are in charge.
The fairy and the wolf confirmed the information.
The fairy explained to Sophie that he had nothing to worry about, Jacob was making him excellent in the presentation.
- Better than many of her older companions - the fairy commented.
He seemed between jaded and disappointed by the princes of this generation.
- No longer comes material for hero with the same abundance as before - he lamented - but counting his brother, this year we have about 4 or 5 talented students.
"I wasn't worried about his talent for "theater" so to speak," Sophie began to explain, "I'm more worried about who will organize that "battle" presentation," she said in quotation marks, "from what I understand I could end up giving a real sword to a 5-year-old.
The wolf and fairy looked at each other for a while, looked at the girl, and then looked anywhere but her.
-Just kidding? No? - he asked, although he already knew the answer from the reaction of the two creatures – the shortest sword must be at least 50 cm longer than him, how did they make him hold it?
She was getting scared more and more.
The fairy emitted a slight jingle that Sophie identified as an attempt to clear her throat.
- He was given a long dagger, it looks a lot like a sword, enough for presentation, but it is the appropriate size - the fairy clarified.
- Enclosed in the pod I imagine – with a tone that said "you'd better it".
The two creatures looked elsewhere again, and Sophie put her hand to her face in frustration.
- Who was the ****** that occurred to you that this was a good idea? - ended up cursing Sophie.
- The fencing teacher - clarified the wolf once the fairy fell silent.
Probably not to be the cause of the death of a teacher of good.
For obvious reasons, this did not care for the wolf.
- Would you be so kind as to inform the director of the good? That the princes will need a new fencing teacher for tomorrow - he said with his sweetest and most charming smile, then entered the room with a leisurely and elegant gait.
The two creatures felt a chill run down their spine as they felt the bloodlust that hid that sweet smile.
They could only look at each other, taking pity on the poor man who didn't know he was already a dead man walking.