"Good morning, Windhollow students." The Headmaster calls at the head of the Assembly Hall. The high ceiling building allowing his voice to carry throughout the building however his white magic on his hands, twisting magically in the room allows the students and staff to hear. I sit in the front row for First Year students, eyes casted to the Headmaster, head held high and I feel all the stares on me, burning through my skull.
"Today we are blessed to have our youngest Princess Aerin Arondir to attend our Elite Academy. Please rise for her Highness."
With this, I stand from my chair and make my way to the podium, eyes forward. I know who I am, I know how to play these things, how to get people on my side politicly. But this is different. I'm on a playing field of spoilt rich kids with magic. Immature children who have no idea how to control their powers and spin stories to ruin others.
I stand next to the Headmaster and smile softy. "Hello, everyone, I am Aerin Arondir. A student here at Windhollow Acadmey and wish to proceed as such. Please treat me as a such. As of today I will be working towards Council President so do not fear to ask questions, advice and concerns. I will try my best to help." I take a step back, waiting for the Headmasters thanks as a dismiss to sit back into my seat.
The Hall was silent, no one moved or said anything. I watched the bodies of the students, none but one making eye contact. The blonde from last night. She was sitting amongst the third years, smirking in my direction, pearly white teeth and brilliant green eyes hiding secrets.
"Thank you Aerin." I move away from her and turn to the Headmaster, nodding before walking back to my seat. The girl next to me, red messy hair and rounded glasses leans over slightly. In my lessons, my sisters gave me a list of people who would be coming to the Academy as first years. This must be Romona Killian, daughter of a Priest.
"Nice speech, Your Highness. Was that scripted?" Her tone was filled with sarcasm, noting that she wasn't meaning to be kind. I smile sweetly.
"Thank you." I reply, remembering rule number one. No matter who it is, kill someone with kindness. "Your glasses a cute, they frame your round face nicely." She looks at me this time, mouth wide open. I smile again and look forward and listening to the Headmaster.
"Let me remind you, curfew is 7pm, no going outside of the protective ward unless escorted and remember to be diligent in your studies."
There then was a murmur of agreement throughout the Hall. When the Headmaster left the podium, the First Year Hall leader took the stand and told us that our schedules are outside with the Student Council. I walked behind the other first years, finding three students with the student council badge on their uniform underneath the Academy crest. Two male, one female.
Being patient, I waited my turn and soon enough I was at the table, three pairs of eyes staring down at me. These three are Arwen, Cardon and Baelin. My sisters told me that the current student council is these three, and two others, the Vice Presidents Ergon and Talliah. The previously student council was Finley who graduated last year, and the position wasn't filled. Ergon and Talliah refused to take the position for some reason.
"Good day, Princess Aerin," The blonde boy, Baelin said, bowing his head, the other two copying. "This is your schedule." He said, passing over a sheet of paper.
"Thank you kindly." I reply, looking down at it and frowned when I see most of my classes are blank. "Why do I have no classes other than the basics?"
Baelin smiled, "You need to come to the student council room for evaluation before you go to any classes for magic users."
My frown was squashed in understanding. That's right, as far as the school is aware, I have no magic. So I need to be evaluated. Good, I am glad that the Headmaster agreed to treated me like everyone else.
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Veil of Deception
FantasyAerin, the youngest Princess in the Light Kingdom has never fitted into the criteria of a Light Elf. Instead of bright hair and tanned skinned, Aerin pales in comparison. And, her powers have come in late, casting even more judgment and concern from...