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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6154638/19/I took a brief moment to wonder if Queen Henrietta was feeling equally awkward, wherever she was. Before the start of the ball, Headmaster Osman had stood up and made a speech about the purpose of the Sleipner Ball. It had been a rousing and motivating lecture about the importance of realizing ideals and not judging others based on their appearances. It had very obviously touched a good number of the students, most of them the new first years, and had elevated the headmaster in their wide naïve eyes.
Until he had publicly taken his turn at the mirror and changed from an old man into a dangerously seductive eye catching young woman.
I still wasn't sure if the headmaster had done it in order to help nail in the fact that appearances can be deceiving in an effort to help students avoid potentially embarrassing themselves by hitting on something they thought was an attractive female and was instead a trap, or if he had done it to nervous students relax so they could be more honest with themselves if they perhaps weren't what they truly wanted to be, or if the old man had just wanted to be young and pretty for a night.
Whatever the case, right before he had gone and done his public little stunt the headmaster had also announced that Henrietta was also in attendance of the ball tonight, causing a great deal of excited whispering throughout the assembled crowd.
Well, I hope that Henrietta was having as much fun as I was watching the numerous copies of herself currently wandering the ball. There were even more queens at the moment than there were me. If I were to hazard an estimation at our combined fame it was that there were just too many young men who wanted to be a famous war hero, and too many young women who still harbored hopes of being princesses. I wondered if the number of our doppelgangers that were apparently using the opportunity to flirt with their opposites would help spread the rumors about her majesty and I. I'd say half of all the Kings of Swords out there were in the company of about half of all the Queen Henriettas.
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