Although the princes of Honor were all bunked in threes, Agathon was lucky enough to get his own room.
Honor Tower's five floors were connected by a beautiful baby blue glass staircase. Agathon's room on the fifth floor had a dazzling sign covered in swords on the door, but the room itself felt overwhelming with its massive jeweled mirrors and blue walls.
Looking out the window, Agathon could see the glimmering lake surrounding the Good Towers transform into a murky moat halfway to the Evil ones. The boys called it "Halfway Bay".
In the fog, a stone bridge connected the two schools, but Agathon wondered what lay beyond the castles.
Intrigued, he climbed onto the window ledge, gripping tightly to a glass beam. Looking down at the Valor Tower with its sharp blue spire, he knew that one misstep would mean disaster. As he leaned over the ledge, he was startled by what he saw around the corner and nearly lost his balance.
The School for Good and Evil was surrounded by a vast blue forest, filled with trees, bushes, and flowers of every shade of blue imaginable.
The rich blue expanse extended far, connecting the yards of both schools, until it was fenced off by tall gold gates. Beyond the gates, the forest turned green and stretched into the distance.
From his vantage point, Agathon caught sight of a tall tower rising from Halfway Bay and could see fairies swarming around it while wolves with crossbows guarded the base.
He wondered what they were protecting
When he peered up at the tower, he saw a single window glinting in the sunlight, and within it he could make out the shadowy figure of the one who had captured them.
His foot slipped and he lurched forward, narrowly avoiding a dangerous fall. Heart pounding, he clung to the window frame and pulled himself back into the room.
Agathon winced and scanned the room, but the mysterious figure had vanished.
His pulse quickened. The person who had brought them to this place must be in the tower. And if they were in the tower, they might hold the key to sending them back home.
But first, he had to rescue his childhood friend.
A few minutes later, he hesitantly surveyed himself in the mirror. The rolled-up sleeves of his shirt revealed his toned arms, and his sweaty unbuttoned collar betrayed his nervousness.
His room was at the far end of the hallway from the staircase. To reach the bridge, he would have to slip through the corridor unnoticed and descend the stairs.
He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
He opened his eyes, and saw the face he had always despised staring back at him from the mirror.
Before he could look away, something else caught his eye in the reflection – a ceiling tile with a crooked crown, barely hanging on.
Climbing onto the bed canopy, he reached up and removed the tile, uncovering a dark vent above the room. Gripping the edges of the hole, he pulled himself up and maneuvered into the narrow platform inside the chute.
Crawling through the darkness, his hands and knees felt the cold metal until it suddenly turned to air. Unable to stop himself, he plummeted through the vents until he tumbled through a grate and landed on a soft, queen-sized bed.
Relieved to be in one piece, he hugged the thick, pink mattress. But as he looked around, he realized that his situation was dire.
He found himself in a dark room with high ceilings, pink sculpted walls, and smiling cupids.
"The girls' dorms…" he thought, panic rising as he heard voices getting closer to the soon-to-be-not-so-empty room.
Driven by instinct, he rushed to hide behind the door just as it swung open.
"I forgot my favorite lipstick at the spa!" A loud, annoying voice echoed through the corridor.
"Can't you ask a fairy to bring it here?" A soft-spoken voice suggested.
"No no no! I can't let them get their tiny scrawny hands on my precious baby! It was a limited edition" The over-energetic girl screamed before storming away.
[Y/n] sighed as she entered the room, closing the door behind her without looking back and not noticing Agathon against the wall.
It wasn't her problem dealing with her to begin with. She would soon wake up in her bed for another exhausting day of work once she falls asleep. Isn't that how it works in books?
She walked to the other side of the room and stood in front of a full-length mirror. Even though this was just a dream, she didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to visit the spa.
She wondered if she should bother changing into her pajamas or just jump into bed and get this nightmare over with.
Agathon fought the urge to curse under his breath at his horrible luck, but too afraid to be discovered, he bit his lower lip instead.
Any plans of meeting Sophus in secret were abandoned as he spotted the girl with the [H/c] hair.
Seizing the opportunity, Agathon quickly approached her with bold steps. Startled, [Y/n] turned around, ready to scream, when a hand covered her mouth.
"Shh, it's not what you think," Agathon's calm voice filled the quiet room. "I'll let go if you promise not to scream." Looking down at [Y/n], he saw her quickly nod in agreement.
True to his word, he released the princess and, before she could ask any more questions, vanished through the balcony.
He had wasted enough time and needed to meet Sophus. His heart racing, he disappeared onto the rooftop, leaving the bewildered [Y/n] behind.
That was it! She was going straight to bed no questions asked.
Characters that made an important appearance in this chapter:
[Y/n] [L/n]
Reader's appearance is up to YOU. I'm just using Roxana as a reference for people who don't have an OC in mind and have a hard time imagining the reader.
Agathon of Gavaldon
Kiko of NeverLand