Heavy is the Head

XVI

Sheryl and Jenifer kissed their daughters goodbye as they were set to leave for the castle. Sheryl double and triple checked her princess to make sure she had everything and that she was okay before releasing her to get on the pj. Taraji lingered with her mother until they were alone.

"What's on your mind, girl," Jenifer asked Taraji as she noticed the look on Taraji's face. "And don't say it's nothing. I know you and you always get that look on your face when you're thinking about something that makes you nervous. Is it Fantasia?"

"She told me she was ready to have sex today, and I'm sure she is, but I'm just worried that it won't be all she expects it to be. I don't want to disappoint her and I definitely don't want her to regret it," Taraji confessed. Jenifer pulled her daughter into her arms and held her tight.

"Talk to her, Taraji. From what I understand the both of you have excellent communication and it has been working in your favor for this long. And if you don't want to talk, dammit you're a Grier," Jenifer exclaimed. She pushed Taraji away and held her at arm's length, "if it's something you really want for the both of you and she seems ready you take her back to that castle and you handle your business." Taraji laughs at that, knowing that her mother was trying to lighten the mood, and was also very serious at the same time. "Her mama and I had a good talk with her this morning and she seems like she's about to jump your bones at any minute. Y'all will be just fine."

"Thank you, mommy." Taraji gave Jenifer one last hug, staying in it for as long as she could.

"You're welcome, doll baby." Jenifer kissed her forehead before shooing her in the direction of the jet.

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The kings got their princesses back to the castle, saying their own goodbyes while castle staff came and collected their things to take inside. Once everything was unloaded, the girls kissed their dads goodbye and walked hand in hand into the castle. The first thing they were responsible for doing was getting checked in with Anglea, so they made their way to the headmistress' office. When getting there , the door was closed, so Taraji knocked, and waited for an answer.

"Come in!" Fantasia opened the door, peeking in before Angela, who was perched on the edge of her desk, waved them both inside. The headmistress for the princes was seated behind Angela's desk in her chair, her legs crossed and her hands joined resting just below her chest. She intimidated Fantasia just a bit, but when the princesses crossed the room to sign in, she flashed a smile that made Fantasia feel at ease.

"Hey babe," Fantasia whispered to Taraji as they both signed the paper, "do you think I should tell Headmistress Owens about what happened with Kendall a few weeks ago?" Taraji and Marlon had been trying for weeks to get Fantasia to tell someone about what happened but every time she had avoided the subject, a sign to them that she was clearly not ready to talk about it.

"If you're ready to, sure. I'll be right here with you." Fantasia nodded, timidly walking up to the desk and sitting down in one of the chairs.

"Is there something wrong, Fantasia," Angela questioned, tenderly. Usually the princesses would come in and out of her office, not making conversation unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Something happened a few weeks ago with a prince while they were here for dinner and class and I haven't told either of you about it, because I haven't really wanted to talk about it yet, but I'm ready to," Fantasia said quickly, grasping for Taraji's hand. Without missing a beat, Taraji sat next to her, grabbing her hand and squeezing it for comfort. Both Angela and Dana's demeanor changed, both becoming very attentive.

"What happened, sweetheart? Are you okay," Dana asked. Anglea crossed the desk, sitting on the arm of Fantasia's chair and putting an arm around her shoulder.