The Queen Wicked Deeds

Henry is being followed closely, not from one, but from two little fluffy things. Anne and Gandalf. Though, the evildoer tried to conceal her presence hiding behind the doors and columns… and Gandalf just followed her with a helpless sigh.

"Hello, Princess Anne," some girls from the first-year class approached the young girl. However, seeing that she was doing a job as a newbie stalker, they chose to impart some wisdom to her. Not that they felt pity for her at all, but more that they saw an opening to get close to her and not always spy her as members of her stalker… fan's club.​​

"Then… what should I do?"

Anne asked when the two girls told her that she was doing an awful job looking at her beloved. "Princess if you want to experience the best way of successfully spying on someone, you should follow some rules."

"Will you teach them to me?"

Anne looked at them with those big bright golden eyes that can make any innocent people melt in love.

"We… yes, but…" it was getting hard to say no to that beautiful girl. However, they had to resist it for the greatest benefit.

"But?"

"We may have a little request…" they looked at each other and whispered some words to Anne.

"That…" Anne looked troubled, it was the kind of petition that she never thought of being asked, not from little girls, and not when she was the evilest person in the whole institution.

Damn, she had led a rebellion the first day of school, that was the first mission. Lead and instigate the students to create a long-term conflict within the teachers and the several student factions of the school. She could see the results right away.

A competition week was proclaimed to see whose teacher was the best at managing the club with the help of the students. The reward… well, only the school principal knew about it, but his words regarding that were invigorating, "Something you will never forget," he said, "and you will ever want. Something that had more value than a thousand gold coins and will let you be the envy of any mind."

The only thought of that delicious reward sent the school clubs into a spiral of extreme work.

Anne couldn't help but laugh out loud to see them battling, slowly destroying themselves with hard work and good grades. She even joined the fun while creating her own club, the teacher in charge, of course, had to be someone that can easily manipulate other minds. Assistant Vin was perfect, and with him came along the slave… Wizard Druon of Lith.

Now, two devil minds working together to control the school and make it submit to their evil machinations was a sight to behold and many complaints letters from the Academy Principal to the King of Lith. Anne and Druon... sigh.

However, the flow of the missions didn't stop there. There were more. Much more, the innocent students didn't have a chance. Even the strongest ones had to suffer.

She was dimmed to be the bully of the school, or so the mission said.

[Bully the weaker students.]

So she did just that. However, where could she find the weakest students of them all? Where to find the ones that will succumb to her awesome bullying and give them an everlasting memory?

Even more, who?

She didn't have to look for so long when the noise around the corner arouse her interest. Not many eyes were following her, just maybe a couple of dozen students from different grades.

Then something crashed and then stomped on the floor.

The words, 'weakling' and 'commoner not worthy' came to her ears. That was it. There lay her new victim.

"Stop it!"

The little boy cried, Eliot was his name. Or so Anne heard.

"Hehehehe," she laughed, the other students on her back followed her. However, their laugh was resembling the ones from her Palace Kingdom. "Muahahaha!"

Now some students couldn't contain throwing to her feet though they were trembling and hugging their stomachs and muffling their mouths. Some of them were even shedding cries of maybe… horror, or so Anne thought.

She stepped forward and looked at the two tall boys with some books that seemed to be the property of the younger boy on the floor.

"What is going on?" she asked while raising her brow, the two boys were surprised, or so Anne thought. They were even trembling in delight and sweating drops of amazement. Not in the least scared.

"We… we were requesting Eliot to help us with our homework," they said looking around.

"How poor students?" Anne said and looked at the young boy on the floor, "why can't you be more considerate?"

She kneeled and touched the little boy's face. No one knows, but a dark aura seemed to emerge from her body when the little boy dared to wince from the pain on his cheek.

"How should I punish you for not helping your friends?"

She asked him, but his eyes couldn't look anywhere, they were vacant.

"I think you will have to be my treasure from now on," she said, "and I like to have my treasures near me and fine at all times, without a single scratch, or I will go mad and have to punish you, you heard?"

There was silence, but somehow, there was a mistake on who answered the question. Doesn't it have to be the little Eliot?

"Yes… Princess," the two tall boys ran from there when a column on the side abnormally had a hole in the middle when Moira was practicing her fist strength.

"How weaklings," Anne smirked and then a cookie appeared inside her pocket.