𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓 .
❝ 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑲𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓 had a life full of luxury and privileges, she had everything she could wish for, expect for one thing...
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IF MY mother could see me right now, she would volunteer to jump from the highest tower of our palace. Instead of wearing a majestic dress I wore a white skirt with a crop top in the same color over it I wore a blue-gray jacket. My skirt didn't cover my knees, which is why I wasn't allowed to wear it. And wearing a crop top was more scandalous than a short skirt.
But before she jumped, she would push me down first.
A sigh escaped my lips as I put my gaze on the big palace of Alfea, the famous school for fairies and my new home. Since I found out that I can do magic I've dreamt about going here to school, however my mother didn't allow me that, but she allowed me to go to the Royal Academy instead of having private teachers.
It wasn't what I wanted, but better than having to study alone. Pushing my suitcase behind me, I moved towards the queue of students who were registering themselves by the deputy headmistress.
Sophia, my maid who had visited Alfea, had told me about her. She is strict, and I shouldn't mess with her. I waited in line and when it was my turn I took a deep breath. "Cayetana from Solaria." Of course, this wasn't my real name, it was an alias.
The deputy headmistress Ms. Griselda found my name and let me in. From the distance, I saw a crowd of first-graders like me standing. I stood next to them and took a glance at the courtyard of Alfea.
My gaze moved to the building. It was much bigger than I had imagined. When I looked at one of the big windows, I saw a young man not much older than me standing. He had an upright posture and was wearing black clothes with a golden pattern.
However, that wasn't the only thing that caught my eye. The color of his eyes. They were golden.
They were so beautiful. Was it even possible to have golden eyes? I shook my head. Of course, it was, after all, that wasn't the most supernatural thing in this universe.
As if he had noticed my gaze on him, he looked straight at me. Golden is a warm color, but his eyes were so cold. A cold shiver ran down my spine. I turned my attention to Ms. Griselda who was walking in front of us because that guy looked so scary. Much scarier than my mother after she found out I painted my nails red.
But what was he doing here? I mean, Alfea is a school for females and not males. And he looked too young to be a teacher. Before I could continue to think about that guy, Ms. Griselda interrupted my thoughts.
"This will be your new home for the next five years. But! This home can cease to be yours at any moment. The rules of this institution will be based on discipline. Disregard these rules, and I'll personally escort you to the front gate! This is not a magician school, not here to learn Hocus-pocus. Consequently, you may not use your powers in the hallways, or any common areas. In fact, the only places you may display your powers is in your classroom under teacher supervision. Is that clear, Princess Stella!?"
