The Queen Wicked Deeds

"This year, we will give you a project in teams to develop," Teacher Lena started speaking.

The first-year students of the engineering path were ȧssembled in the hall ready to know the teams they were randomly accommodated in. They had a little paper in their hands with a color and a number.​​

"Which color did you get, my princess?" Kelly asked as she was one of the fans of the shameless princess.

"Gold," Anne showed the color and the whole group turned to see her, looking for anyone with the same color.

However… there was no one, except for a red-eyed girl with a gold paper and the number two.

"There is no way to change the teams at this point, so you will have to do your best with the resources you have, even if that means two human resources."

Teacher Lena looked at Anne and Moira that for the nth time that year, they had arrived later.

"Maybe if… only if someone had arrived earlier and stopped bribing me with my guilty pŀėȧsurė, then I would have considered adding some other minions into their group…"

"Hey!" the other students protested. They were called minions again by their teacher without remorse.

"What? How can you complain when you have not shown any other will to change?" teacher Lena reprimanded with all the truth in the world.

They stopped complaining after several thoughts, and they noticed that she was right. They had not done anything against the Princess that had dominated the leader position from the moment she stepped inside the Academy.

How can they forget when they first fought for school's freedom at the school cafeteria? How can they forget when they first led the teachers to paranoia when the Princess told them they were being watched? How to forget that their new school pet Gandalf that was not allowed in the school, had led a revolution for all the pets in the world?

They had all been led by the nose by the shameless princess as her minions, so how can they forget their role at this moment?

Her new invention! It would be a revolutionary device, greater than the MINI, greater than any other thing they had seen in this world.

"Princess?"

"Mm?"

Kelly waved her hands before the princess that was fantasizing in plain daylight. She was even bold to smile and stop hearing Teacher Lena's instructions and safety measures. Evidently, Anne skipped all that and even the restrictions.

"Muahahahaha!" she let go an evil laugh before the other students lowered their heads to hide their fear.

"…" Teacher Lena was the only one who didn't succumb to the immense terror and evilness of the princess. She only looked at the others with a frown and a twitch on her lips.

After the school project announcement, the group dissolved and went back to their usual activities. Namely, studying, finishing some pending tasks, or helping around the teachers' duties, some others, with a proactive mind and a creative spirit, were doing their best to create projects to entertain their restless minds.

However, there were others, the lesser ones with a more fascinating activity. The kind of thing that only they can do in times of stress, they were procrastinating.

"Do you know what the word procrastinating means, Moira?"

'No, Master,' the sweet Moira was playing with her new members of the pack that had somehow increased to six. They were all young and full of energy and, of course, they were idolizing the white fluffy dog on the side watching them carefully with their blue eyes.

"The world procrastination came from the famous tomorrow, the future," Anne said while eating another piece of fruit tart. "To wait, and to think about tomorrow, to get inspiration and then think again in waiting for the right moment… usually the last moment."

"…" Tia was about to face slap when thinking about the shameless words of her princess. If she didn't know her better, she will think that the shameless level in the world had risen to a new height.

'Didn't you get banned from eating another piece of fruit tart, my princess?' Anne signaled when her Master made a move to take the other piece of tart.

Anne looked at Moira with sad eyes and nodded. However, she then looked at Tia with a yearning gaze.

"Princess Anne, the last medic check was good, but you cannot exceed the amount, you only can have two pieces a day."

"Procrastination, to wait until tomorrow," Anne repeated while looking at the fruit tart in the table. "Don't worry, I will come back for you."

"…"

'…'

The seven pairs of eyes of fluffy wolves and one white dog, "…"

The journey of the man in the boat continued and just when his last breath was about to expire and the shine in his eyes was about to fade, he found the cave. The one that was about to take the life of his beloved dream.

"Who are you?" the woman with the simple and comfortable life said. "How did you get inside this place?"

She looked at the man in his boat that had arrived just in time to save her.

"Please, come with me," he said as he was fighting to keep alive, "please, it is not safe here."

The woman looked at him and didn't believe him at first. However, the desperation in his eyes and the eagerness of his words made her heart feel something she had never felt before.

She took the extended hand of the man and jumped into his tiny boat, however, he was too weak to pull the boat. She was the one to take the rowing and sail off to the outside of the cave.

Her heartbeat was increasing, and the beating was uncontrollable. She had never done anything out of the routine, nor outside her simple and peaceful life. However, the man before her, he who had beautiful green eyes were guiding her to move and explore, to feel the adventure even if it meant to embark on something dangerous.

"What is your name?" He asked as he felt that he was about to die. "Please tell me your name."

He already knew it, but he wanted to hear it from her, to tell his mind that she was real and not a dream. That she was never an illusion and that she was alive and here and safe.

"Marianne Roin," she said with a little smile. "And you will not die, Hugo."

She arrived at the island and just before the man slept for the last time. Marianne created a ball of light. Just a single ball and everything would be fine.]

"Princess Anne, what are you doing here?"

Teacher Lena was in her routine checkups around the hallways of the school. The students should be in their study time in their faculties, and so the hallways should be alone and clean without any youthful soul creating adventures.

"I was stressed," Anne said with anxiety all around her fingers. She was biting her nails and trembling all over.

Teacher Lena was worried, she had seen those same symptoms before. "Calm down, Princess."

She patted her head and gave her hands to the princess to help her breath as slowly, deeply, and gently she can. Many times, she had done the same exercise, and it had proven to work for a while.

"Better?"

Anne smiled and nodded, but the sweat was still covering her forehead and the paleness was still invading her face.

"Dear Princess… sigh," Teacher Lena gave her a card with an E on it. "I think one of your classmates already gave you something similar, right?"

Anne nodded, it was the same as the last day's request. "Join the NewLife group."

Teacher Lean nodded and sighed again. "You should come, it is a place where we can help you… I know what are you passing by…"

"How?"

"I was there before… sigh… don't worry, it will stop, and you will feel the same as before…" Teacher Lena didn't know what was the before of Anne. From the moment she remembered her and from what her husband had told her about the princess, she had been the same shameless person.

"Thank… thank you, Teacher Lena," Anne trembled a little and walked away. "I will be there this week."

"Great," Teacher Lena waved her hand and after seeing the Princess far away she took out her MINI and sent a message.

[Marianne: Another one fell.]

[Hugo: I know… take care of her.]

[Marianne: She will join the group tomorrow.]

[Hugo: I hope she recovers…]

[Hugo: why?]

[Marianne: You create addictive pastries, my dear. To suppress the need of eating fruit tart will take a while… sigh…]

[Hugo: Love you, my dear wife.]