Heavy is the Head

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The next morning brought them an uneventful breakfast, Fantasia and Taraji socializing like normal with the other princesses and lady royals. Taraji had noticed the distance between Regina and Danielle, but didn't say anything, figuring that they just needed some time away from each other. As breakfast went on, Taraji also picked up on Fantasia's growing attitude. She didn't really understand that one; Fantasia usually being the morning person of the two and not used to her having an attitude. She decided she would wait until it was time to go to class to ask her about it. Taraji finished her breakfast, reaching for Fantasia's hand to hold under the table until they were dismissed. Fantasia's attitude seemed to subside as they held each other's hand and Taraji smirked, knowing exactly what was wrong.

"Ladies," Anglea announced minutes later, "don't forget that the princes are accompanying us tonight for dinner and cotillion class directly after, so I will need you to be in your rehearsal skirts that were provided for you. The princes will arrive at 5:30 sharp so I will expect each of you back in the hall at exactly 5:15. You are dismissed." The princesses and their ladies nodded and left the table, heading toward their first class of the day.

"What's the matter, pretty," Taraji asked as they walked in the hallway, even though she knew the answer.

"Nothing," Fantasia tiffed, causing Taraji to chuckle. Taraji pulled Fantasia into a hallway that nobody was in, whipping Fantasia around to face her. "Class is the other way, Taraji." Fantasia rolled her eyes, shifting on her feet. For a second Taraji actually paused, wondering if she actually had done something wrong,  but she couldn't think of anything so she decided that her pretty princess would just need an attitude adjustment.

"I know that," Taraji said, backing Fantasia toward the wall. "What's with the 'tude mama?" Once firmly against the wall, Taraji snuck a hand up to the back of Fantasia's neck, her thumb smoothing over the skin of Fantasia's jaw. Fantasia's eyes fluttered closed, leaning into the hand. "Hm?"

"I leaned in for a good morning kiss at breakfast and you didn't give me one. Not even on the cheek," Fantasia explained. "Are you mad at me?" Taraji's eyes softened, as she never intended on ignoring Fantasia. She must've missed when the other princess had leaned in, or else she would've responded in the moment.

"No, pretty. Not at all. I didn't see you. I would never ignore you on purpose, okay? Even if I was mad at you." Fantasia nodded, feeling a little silly for even being upset in the first place. They had only officially started dating the day before. It would be unrealistic of her to expect Taraji to automatically know when she wanted affection. She would just have to start speaking up and asking. "Can I give you your kisses now?" Fantasia grinned, nodding her head and puckering her lips. Taraji leaned in, but kissed her forehead instead. Then she kissed her temple, moving down to her cheek and across her nose to the other cheek, and finally landing on Fantasia's lips. "Good morning, pretty."

"Good morning, Raji," Fantasia smiled. "We're going to be late to Aunjanue if we don't get going." Taraji nodded in agreement, taking Fantasia's hand back in hers before continuing their walk to class.

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After Aunjaune's class, where the subject of the day was social media statements in the form of videos, they were off to Alfre's class for their specialty. Each week they explored the different specialties of the art kingdoms. Their first week Fantasia excelled at, seeing as though it was music. This week they were studying Princess Megan Good's kingdom, the Kingdom of Aislinn's, specialty of art.

Upon coming into the studio, the princesses were given aprons to protect their uniforms and Madam Woodard, as the princesses called her, gave them both a small canvas and a pallet of paint.

"Alright ladies, I encourage you to spread out today and work individually. You may listen to music on your own or I will play music in the studio for you all to relax to as well. I've laid out some bean bags and small carpets for anyone who would like to sit on the floor. Today you are free to paint whatever comes to your heart." As she talked, the princesses settled in their chosen areas, Fantasia and Taraji ignoring the part about spreading out, choosing two beanbags in the corner close to each other. They both pulled their airpods out of their pockets and connected them to Fantasia's phone. Fantasia put on an old playlist of hers and they started coming up with ideas for their canvas'. In the end they decided on a joint painting that they could keep in each other's room. At first, Taraji was a little scared to paint the phrase, not having said it aloud, but Fantasia didn't seem to mind it, seeing it as something innocent in the moment.