The Principal Who Stepped Forward
Out of nowhere, the kids froze when they spotted Principal Max chatting with regular townspeople. A crowd started buzzing near the entrance, stirred by what just went down.
Floating high, the morning sunlight spilled across the tall academy walls, touching smooth rock and shiny symbols cut deep into the arched gate. From overhead, kingdom banners waved in the crisp wind, marked with Skyfall's sign - cloth cracking low, almost like quiet war beats felt far away.
Folks with titles, plus those hoping to earn one, packed the open space between the walls. Rich fabrics draped over shoulders, badges gleamed on jackets, shoes shone like glass - everyone showed off what they had. Right there by the entrance, though, near where the path met stone, three people waited in clothes that looked ordinary.
And before them… the Principal himself.
"Why is the Principal personally greeting those commoners?"
"Is there something special about those three?"
