agatha

Everytime you do a Good Deed with true intention, your soul grows purer.

Sophie and Agatha locked eyes one last time but neither screamed for the other.Once true loves, the two girls now pulled apart like strangers, each in the arms of a boy, Good with Good, Evil with Evil...Both of their wishes granted.

Sensationalism dies quickly, fear is long-lived.

I've been beautiful all along.

Sophie bristled. __bout to die with your beloved prince and still thinking about me. My story will go on without you, Agatha. I don__ need you anymore or your pity, like one of your decrepit cats. I__ no longer your Good Deed.___ut I__ still yours,_ said Agatha. __ecause without your love, I__ never have become who I really am. So even if I die, I__l always be your Good Deed, Sophie. And no Evil in the world will ever erase that.

Only once you destroy who you think you are can you embrace who you truly are.

Agatha: "If you say anything smug or stuck-up or shallow, I'll have Reaper follow you home."Sophie: "But then I can't talk!

Hold on to me!_ Tedros yelled, hacking briars with his training sword.Dazed, Agatha clung to his chest as he withstood thorn lashes with moans of pain. Soon he had the upper hand and pulled Agatha from the Woods towards the spiked gates, which glowed in recognition and pulled apart, cleaving a narrow path for the two Evers. As the gates speared shut behind them,Agatha looked up at limping Tedros, crisscrossed with bloody scratches, blue shirt shredded away.__ad a feeling Sophie was getting in through the Woods,_ he panted, hauling her up into slashed arms before she could protest. __o Professor Dovey gave me permission to take some fairies and stakeout the outer gates. Should have known you__ be here trying to catch her yourself.__gatha gaped at him dumbly.__tupid idea for a princess to take on witches alone,_ Tedros said, dripping sweat on her pink dress.__here is she?_ Agatha croaked. __s she safe?___ot a good idea for princesses to worry about witches either,_ Tedros said, hands gripping her waist. Her stomach exploded with butterflies.__ut me down,_ she sputtered_ __ore bad ideas from the princess.___ut me down!__edros obeyed and Agatha pulled away.____ not a princess!_ she snapped, fixing her collar.__f you say so,_ the prince said, eyes drifting downward.Agatha followed them to her gashed legs, waterfalls of brilliant blood. She saw blood blurring_ Tedros smiled. __ne . . . two . . . three . . .__he fainted in his arms.__efinitely a princess,_ he said.

I say, you look smashing this evening," Zayne strode over to her, took her arm, and began helping her up the walk, "That is a lovely gown, and what is the color of the hair you're currently sporting?