The Lady's Secret (School for Good and Evil)

The End of Ends

Agatha had escaped to her old room; Purity 51. The bags and bags of Sophie's beauty products were still perched atop the dressing table.

Agatha pulled out the lipstick that Sophie had used on her earlier and reapplied it; her little excursion through the Lady's secrets had certainly taken a toll on the appearance of the lipstick.

Agatha took a deep breath as she peered at her reflection in the mirror.

Sophie appeared behind her, head poking through the doorway. "It's time!" She couldn't stop smiling.

Agatha felt her nervous rash creeping up her neck as she followed Sophie through the castle. She entered the back room, filled with stained glass windows and a door that led out to the garden where all the guests were waiting.

It felt like time had stopped and was going too fast at the same time and soon Sophie took her hand. "Aggie!" she squealed.

Sophie led her best friend out and smoothed the train of her dress. She had tears in her eyes. "May the wind be to your back."

"Thank you, Sophie. For everything."

"Good luck, Aggie."

Agatha released her hand and took a step forward. The guests' heads turned to face her.

Agatha had never liked people looking at her because she knew they were judging her. She used to always hear whispers and murmurs of criticism whenever she went out. But now Agatha felt beautiful; she always had been. She didn't care if any of these kings or queens were judging her or if she heard hisses of disapproval. She had found people that loved her for who she was; Sophie and Tedros didn't care what she looked like, they only cared about who she was- though Sophie did make a lot of attempts to try wild makeup ideas on her.

Agatha had to force herself to put one foot in front of the other as she descended to the altar, hoping with all of her heart that she wouldn't trip and embarrass herself. The path was- to Agatha's pleasure- a straight line, but it was long. As soon as she could see the stage, her eyes roved around for Tedros.

She saw him and everyone else seemed to disappear. In no time, she was standing in front of Tedros, hands clasped together.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Pospisal the priest began as he addressed the guests. "We are gathered here today..." But Agatha didn't hear the rest.

All she remembered was saying 'I do' and sealing her love with a kiss.

♠ ♠ ♠

"Does anyone else find Tedros a little... um..." Finnley started.

Hester cut in. "Annoying?"

"Whiny?" Anadil added, flicking her white hair over her shoulder.

Hester looked at her and matching grins spread across their faces. "Spoiled?" they said in unison, cocking their heads towards Finnley.

"Actually... yeah."

The royal wedding reception- where everything was red and gold, everything- had started in the ballroom of the School for Good and the witches and Finnley were standing off to the side, waiting for the new King and Queen to make their entrance.

The two witches stopped in their tracks and looked at Finnley with bewilderment. Then Hester grinned. "I like your boyfriend, Dot. He's got good opinions," she smirked.

Anadil let out a raspy cackle, and Hester smiled at her. But the two went silent when they saw Finnley's face had gone red as a tomato, and Dot was giving them each death glares.

"Not your boyfriend?" Anadil guessed while her rats sat on her shoulders with confused looks. "Ohhhh..." she trailed off, taunting the two of them as they stood awkwardly.