The Queen Wicked Deeds

"Look over there."

"Oh my, she is so beautiful."​​

"I am blushing."

A beautiful girl in blue uniform and black hair was navigating the hallways with two others girls on both of her sides.

The one on the left was holding a bright blue notebook in her hands, with the name of the 'Princess' fan club registry' on the cover. From that morning, she had already got almost fifty names on it. New members with lots of golden coins to spend on their merchandise.

The other girl was most proactive, she had a bunch of cards on her hands. The purpose was to give them to the dumbfounded passerby that were stunned by the sudden appearance of the beauty in black hair and blue eyes that was evidently Princess Anne.

Even Moira was walking behind the group with a mask covering her mouth and a black cape on her shoulders to hide her presence. Though her red eyes were giving her up, not to mention Shadow walking by her side. She didn't care and no one would dare to give her out if she wanted to still pretend being a shadow.

"Miss Helene," one of the two fangirls, Jollene, said out loud to grab anyone's attention. "Where would you like to visit next?"

"The cafeteria… there seem to be good reviews of the dishes over there," Anne said with a serious voice. She wanted to sound like an ice Queen above every single mortal.

However, a loud cough interrupted their little scripted dialogue, the astonishingly handsome Henry Mills was now walking down the stairs of the second floor with the idiot Martin following by his side. He was still as the clueless boy as ever, but sometimes his foolishness and dense mind will even overpass Anne's.

"Oh… no," Prince Martin approached Anne without waiting for Henry to move, "My lady," he bowed with the most gentle and elegant movement he was capable of. Some schoolgirls even sighed in delight at the view of the handsome young man. It was undeniable, even if he was a bit of a klutz, he was gorgeous.

"My lady, do you believe in love at first sight?" his voice sounded so deep and serious that no one would think he was flirting. "Or… or should I walk by again?"

No one could comment anything about that, not even the girls at the sides that were still with their mouths wide open. To think that the brazen Prince would flirt with his friend's girlfriend. Though, she was still in disguise and didn't want anyone to notice her.

Anne, on the other hand, didn't even let an expression of surprise. She looked at the young man from top to bottom and nodded. Now, not one handsome Duke was gripping his fist tightly but there was a girl on the back with chocolate brown long hair tied with a lovely red ribbon watching the scene with a furious glint.

"Stop it," Henry couldn't contain his voice anymore. His beautiful bride was flirting and looking at some other boy in front of him. That won't go on.

"What is it?" Martin thought he was talking to him, he knew that the henpecked Henry wouldn't dare to make a move on the beautiful girl as he was drowned to the head in his obsession with the strange princess of Lith. He knew she was cute and smart, but it was too much for him. Her evilness was overbearing.

However, this girl over here was beaming with a strange light of peace. She must be an angel, he thought.

"Let go," Henry said while walking over to Martin, the careless prince was bowing and holding Anne's hand ready for a kiss.

"What?"

"Let go," Henry has this dark aura that can bring to their knees several students, even those from years ahead. "Don't touch her."

"What are you talking about, Henry?" he looked at the beauty in front and found to his pŀėȧsurė that her eyes were still normal shaped and not in that strange heart shape that many girls had when crossing paths with Henry. 'She is perfect.'

He sighed. "Miss, please tell me your name, I beg you."

Now, the little young lad was about to get destroyed. Even the wizard watching outside the window above his flying cloud could tell that. He was watching the show with some snacks on his hands, though a chef Hugo was ordering the knights following him to shoot down the thief with their arrows.

"My name is Helene," Anne said with a cute voice, "who are you?"

"I am the one who is thanking the heavens for giving me the privilege of looking at you."

'Oh my,' Wizard Druon almost dropped from his cloud. He never thought that idiot could pull that out.

"My dear angel," Martin stood up without letting her hand leave him, "I am the one on your fate, your destiny, but you can call me Martin, that is my humble name."

He bowed again ready to touch the soft hand of the angel with his lips, however, the only thing that touched him was the kick that sent him flying out the window and collided with the Wizard that was distracted the same as the whole students.

Anne wanted to laugh, but she was still in her act.

"How… how dare you?!"

She shouted or so she tried as Henry was walking over her and touching her hand cleaning it with a white handkerchief.

"I am sorry, my lady," he smiled with those dimples of him, "that guy is going overboard," he said that but he was doing the same. Then his lips touched the soft skin of her hand, and no one saw it as strange but…

"You… you," Anne had her big bright eyes tearing, "you…" she pushed him to the side and ran away.

"What just happened?"

"I don't understand."

"He kissed Princess Anne, right?"

"But she was disguising herself as another girl, so… is Henry cheating?"