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She smiled and curtsied in turn. "Princess Charity. A pleasure to meet you. I just wish it might have been under some better circumstances." She blushed a bit in embarrassment.

She discreetly examined him, making sure he was alright and not just saying so. In the process of realizing that he was indeed okay, she couldn't help but admire how handsome he was. Yes, she was engaged, but that didn't mean she couldn't admire another man... subtly, of course.

"So, what realm do you hail from?"

Not a Disappointment... For Now

Charity focused on the book when her name was called. She released the breathe she didn't realize she was holding when the book glowed yellow. Summer. She was in Summer house. That's such a relief. Her dad won't see her as a failure. It seems that's all he's ever viewed her as, and it was hard not to. Her sole duty and purpose in life was to marry a prince to become a King of Narnia and give birth to an heir, but she had two failed engagements under her belt. She was currently on her third one, and if that one failed... Well, she didn't even want to think about the consequences with her father.

The images of her future started to take shape. They went too fast, though, for her to really focus on them. It was odd because it seemed like everybody else's images went at a steady pace. The last image, though, took its time. She stood in front of an altar in a gorgeous wedding dress. A veil covered her face, so she couldn't see if she was happy or not. A bit of fear washed over her. It seemed no matter what, marriage would be in her future. But would it be a loveless marriage? She hoped not, but if the past and present taught her anything... Love was not in the cards for her.

As the groom went to move the veil, the image faded. She took a deep breathe and took a sip of her drink, trying not to mull over the image. That was her future. She can worry about that later. Her focus for now should be on the present. She stood up to find her fiancee but knocked into someone in the process.

"Oh my goodness. My apologies. Are you alright?"

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Not a Disappointment... For Now

Charity focused on the book when her name was called. She released the breathe she didn't realize she was holding when the book glowed yellow. Summer. She was in Summer house. That's such a relief. Her dad won't see her as a failure. It seems that's all he's ever viewed her as, and it was hard not to. Her sole duty and purpose in life was to marry a prince to become a King of Narnia and give birth to an heir, but she had two failed engagements under her belt. She was currently on her third one, and if that one failed... Well, she didn't even want to think about the consequences with her father.

The images of her future started to take shape. They went too fast, though, for her to really focus on them. It was odd because it seemed like everybody else's images went at a steady pace. The last image, though, took its time. She stood in front of an altar in a gorgeous wedding dress. A veil covered her face, so she couldn't see if she was happy or not. A bit of fear washed over her. It seemed no matter what, marriage would be in her future. But would it be a loveless marriage? She hoped not, but if the past and present taught her anything... Love was not in the cards for her.

As the groom went to move the veil, the image faded. She took a deep breathe and took a sip of her drink, trying not to mull over the image. That was her future. She can worry about that later. Her focus for now should be on the present. She stood up to find her fiancee but knocked into someone in the process.

"Oh my goodness. My apologies. Are you alright?"

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"Why thank you, darling." Trixie giggled as tapped her glass with Sierra's and took another sip.

She laughed. "No offense taken. I believe all of us demigod children can agree. We all need loads of therapy." She laughed again. "Some of us just need it more than others. My father... I'd say he'd need a decent amount, but not super intensive. That is my opinion, though."

She laughed and followed Sierra's lead.

"And I'm Trixie." She gave the boy a dazzling grin. "Maybe you could show us to your favorite spot first." She suggested while sensually rubbing his arm. "Oh! Muscular. Love that." She winked.

Tricks by Trixie

Beatrix looked around the room. Lots of targets and lots of food and drinks to tamper with. The question was where to start?

She briefly glanced up at her father. While Dionysus seemed bored and blasé about the whole event, she could tell he was keeping an eye on things... or rather on certain students, including herself. If she was going to do anything, she would have to be extremely discreet.

She eyed the food and picked up an apple. With her body turned so her back was to the teachers, she whispered an incantation and placed the apple back on the table. The student that would take a bite out of the apple would become a little intoxicated. Probably a little tipsy. She giggled to herself before skipping over to another table. She eyed the drinks, considering if she should spike one or not, when she felt someone tap her shoulder. She smiled a bit mischievously up at the person.

"Hello. Am I in the way?"

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She wanted to do and say something, but out of respect for her brother, she didn't. As long as he knew that she wouldn't leave him no matter what, then there was nothing else she could really do at this point.

Ursa nodded her head. "I understand, and I'll leave you alone for tonight." She smiled softly. "And I love you too. Always and no matter what. If you need anything, let me know." With those last words, she turned and left the balcony to head back to the hall.

"Undecided does not mean bad, though. If Father does get mad that you were placed in Autumn, then he's failed as a father to you and is a hypocrite for that matter. He struggled with good and bad himself, so if anything, he should have empathy. If he does get angry about the sorting then I will deal with him because you are harder on yourself than anyone else. And I should know." It was practically a genetic trait at this point. No one was harder on the royal family then the family members themselves.

She took a deep breath. "Please, Brother. Just breathe and take calming breaths. I can understand your fears, but as Headmaster Loki said. Our futures are not set in stone. We can change them, and we will change yours for the better. For what is best for you." She gently took Iroh's hands in hers. "You deserve good things, Iroh. Great things even. You just need to believe in yourself, like I believe in you." She gave her brother a small smile.

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"Apologies. Queendom." He corrected with a small smile.

He shrugged at her question. "I'm just going to continue being me. Whatever decisions I make will eventually lead me to my proper house. I mean Headmaster Loki said it himself. The future isn't permanent. Maybe I'm meant to go to Spring or Summer. Maybe after being there, I move to Winter. Who knows? But I'm always down for an adventure." He grinned widely. "I doubt my journey will in no way be linear, though... and that's honestly what makes me excited. It's a saying for a reason. It's sometimes more about the journey rather than the destination."

He rose an eyebrow but took a sip, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. He hummed in delight. "Delicious." He handed her the flask. "Now you."

Autumn? How?

When Mason's name was called, he sat up and grinned, knowing what house he'd end up in... or so he thought. The book started to glow red. Red? It should be glowing blue. Why is it glowing red? He glanced toward his mother, Mim, briefly seeing the confusion on her face as well.

The images started to appear. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Mason working on his product and selling it to people. Him being mischievous with his family. It didn't become unusual until the last image. A girl with fiery red hair stood with her back towards him. Slowly, the image started to fade with the girl never revealing her face.

What did that mean? Was his future undetermined because of this girl? If so, how?

He had a lot of questions and no answers. But for now, he chose to ignore it and worry about it later. Today was for celebrating. He downed his glass and looked around to find someone beautiful to talk with. He walked up to someone and tapped their shoulder.

"Hello, gorgeous. How's your day going?

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She nodded her head in respect. "I like the way your mind works. It's very refreshing." She chuckled mischievously. "We should start with the royal kids." Hala started looking around to find Aladdin's kids or Aurora's kids. They were the most annoying to her.

She hummed in thought. "Can you melt them down or know someone that could melt them down for us?"

"Pleasure to meet you, Katie. I can honestly say I think this is a wonderful start to a beautiful relationship." Imani hissed in agreement. "Do you know where the bags are, or do I need to have Imani search for them?"

Seems Wishes Can Come True...

Hala looked on as her name was called. The book glowed blue, and it showed the many things she would accomplish in the future. Seducing men. Taking their money. Breaking their hearts. The last two images were what really intrigued her, though. One minute, she was getting married to a man of power. She couldn't see the man's face, but there was no question of that with the amount of gold they both wore. The next minute, though, he was on the floor, fang marks in his neck. Hala knew where the marks came from. Her faithful asp, Imani. Knowing this, it led her to believe one of two things. The man either did something that caused Hala to be unhappy and Imani struck him, or the plan all along was to marry him and kill him to gain his wealth. Either way, it seemed like a win in her eyes.

Hala glanced around, trying to see if she could recognize someone that looked similar to the man, but she couldn't tell. Eventually, she locked eyes with someone that was gawking at her. She furrowed her brow in annoyance. "What do you want?"

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"Undecided does not mean bad, though. If Father does get mad that you were placed in Autumn, then he's failed as a father to you and is a hypocrite for that matter. He struggled with good and bad himself, so if anything, he should have empathy. If he does get angry about the sorting then I will deal with him because you are harder on yourself than anyone else. And I should know." It was practically a genetic trait at this point. No one was harder on the royal family then the family members themselves.

She took a deep breath. "Please, Brother. Just breathe and take calming breaths. I can understand your fears, but as Headmaster Loki said. Our futures are not set in stone. We can change them, and we will change yours for the better. For what is best for you." She gently took Iroh's hands in hers. "You deserve good things, Iroh. Great things even. You just need to believe in yourself, like I believe in you." She gave her brother a small smile.

Ursa's eyes widened when the book glowed red. Her brother was in Autumn? What exactly did this mean? Was there a potential that he could turn bad? She needed to do what she can to stop that from happening to her brother.

She looked at her brother... before he bolted heading for the balcony. She quickly followed him, not giving a damn that he was trying to avoid her.

"Brother, let's not jump to conclusions. It could just mean it's undetermined whether you'll go to Summer or Spring. If there's even a chance of... the other option, then we'll do what we can to avoid that. We'll get through this together. And before you say anything about me avoiding you in the slim chance of you going to Winter, that's not gonna happen. You are my brother, and I do not care what house you end up in. I love you, and I will be here for you no matter what. Always."

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Ursa's eyes widened when the book glowed red. Her brother was in Autumn? What exactly did this mean? Was there a potential that he could turn bad? She needed to do what she can to stop that from happening to her brother.

She looked at her brother... before he bolted heading for the balcony. She quickly followed him, not giving a damn that he was trying to avoid her.

"Brother, let's not jump to conclusions. It could just mean it's undetermined whether you'll go to Summer or Spring. If there's even a chance of... the other option, then we'll do what we can to avoid that. We'll get through this together. And before you say anything about me avoiding you in the slim chance of you going to Winter, that's not gonna happen. You are my brother, and I do not care what house you end up in. I love you, and I will be here for you no matter what. Always."

His eyes had widened, he had expected the warm yellow light of Summer...but instead, the red of Autumn filled the room. Iroh was used to Red. It was the color of the Fire Nation, the color of home. Now it means something else...he glanced at his sister. Swallowing thickly..what did this mean?

After the sorting, he avoids her. He goes to the balcony to try and catch his breath.

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Hala and Imani both tilted their head at the strange girl. Someone wanted to be her friend? Willingly? That was certainly a first for her. Normally, Hala would pretend to be friends with people to get what she wanted out of them. So, what did this girl want from her?

Her confusion quickly turned into respect, though, at the girl's deduction skills. A grin slowly spread across her face. Another partner in crime to get what she wanted? This girl could be a potential ally.

"I'm curious. What did you have in mind?"

Imani hissed. "Apologies. My name is Hala, and this is Imani." Imani hissed again but softer in greeting this time. "You are?"

Seems Wishes Can Come True...

Hala looked on as her name was called. The book glowed blue, and it showed the many things she would accomplish in the future. Seducing men. Taking their money. Breaking their hearts. The last two images were what really intrigued her, though. One minute, she was getting married to a man of power. She couldn't see the man's face, but there was no question of that with the amount of gold they both wore. The next minute, though, he was on the floor, fang marks in his neck. Hala knew where the marks came from. Her faithful asp, Imani. Knowing this, it led her to believe one of two things. The man either did something that caused Hala to be unhappy and Imani struck him, or the plan all along was to marry him and kill him to gain his wealth. Either way, it seemed like a win in her eyes.

Hala glanced around, trying to see if she could recognize someone that looked similar to the man, but she couldn't tell. Eventually, she locked eyes with someone that was gawking at her. She furrowed her brow in annoyance. "What do you want?"

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Cora. Mason always thought she was beautiful but never made a real move. Why? Someone or something always got in the way before he could make a real move, but that was okay. Mason was a surprisingly patient person.

He rose an eyebrow at first confused by her statement. Most Isle kids would want to be placed in Winter, but she wanted to be in Summer? Why? He then remembered. Before she was sent to the Isle, Cora was a princess. "You were hoping to get your kingdom back if you were placed in Summer." He voiced, connecting the dots in his head.

He chuckled a bit. "According to my family, I should be in Winter." He shrugged. "My life would be boring, though, if I went to Winter right away, though." He smirked, inwardly laughing off the sorting situation.

He glanced around briefly before discreetly pulling out a flask. "Mercury?"

Autumn? How?

When Mason's name was called, he sat up and grinned, knowing what house he'd end up in... or so he thought. The book started to glow red. Red? It should be glowing blue. Why is it glowing red? He glanced toward his mother, Mim, briefly seeing the confusion on her face as well.

The images started to appear. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Mason working on his product and selling it to people. Him being mischievous with his family. It didn't become unusual until the last image. A girl with fiery red hair stood with her back towards him. Slowly, the image started to fade with the girl never revealing her face.

What did that mean? Was his future undetermined because of this girl? If so, how?

He had a lot of questions and no answers. But for now, he chose to ignore it and worry about it later. Today was for celebrating. He downed his glass and looked around to find someone beautiful to talk with. He walked up to someone and tapped their shoulder.

"Hello, gorgeous. How's your day going?

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Trixie nodded her head. "I get it. Magic can be dangerous, but it can also be wonderful. It just depends on how people use it. For example." She picked up a glass and tapped her fingers against it, turning it into wine. "Trust me and take a sip." She said, handing Hakon the glass.

She giggled at the compliment. "You are a charmer and a gorgeous man yourself. Are you sure you're not a demigod yourself?"

She giggled. "That I am. While my father isn't bad looking, I get my lovely looks from my mother." She tilted her head, sensing a slight change. Yes, Dionysus is the god of wine, but he was also the god of festivities and insanity. So, Beatrix was a bit susceptible when someone's mood changes. "Does that bother you? Me being a demigoddess?"

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He chuckled at his favorite niece's questions. "Mongoose, breathe. I don't know why I ended up in autumn. I'm just as confused as you are and have lots of questions, but there's nothing we can do about that right now. There's no need to really worry right now. All we can do is enjoy the festivities."

He smiled and grabbed a glass for Maddy. "Here. Drink. Relax. Let's just have fun. Ok?"

Autumn? How?

When Mason's name was called, he sat up and grinned, knowing what house he'd end up in... or so he thought. The book started to glow red. Red? It should be glowing blue. Why is it glowing red? He glanced toward his mother, Mim, briefly seeing the confusion on her face as well.

The images started to appear. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Mason working on his product and selling it to people. Him being mischievous with his family. It didn't become unusual until the last image. A girl with fiery red hair stood with her back towards him. Slowly, the image started to fade with the girl never revealing her face.

What did that mean? Was his future undetermined because of this girl? If so, how?

He had a lot of questions and no answers. But for now, he chose to ignore it and worry about it later. Today was for celebrating. He downed his glass and looked around to find someone beautiful to talk with. He walked up to someone and tapped their shoulder.

"Hello, gorgeous. How's your day going?

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Autumn? How?

When Mason's name was called, he sat up and grinned, knowing what house he'd end up in... or so he thought. The book started to glow red. Red? It should be glowing blue. Why is it glowing red? He glanced toward his mother, Mim, briefly seeing the confusion on her face as well.

The images started to appear. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Mason working on his product and selling it to people. Him being mischievous with his family. It didn't become unusual until the last image. A girl with fiery red hair stood with her back towards him. Slowly, the image started to fade with the girl never revealing her face.

What did that mean? Was his future undetermined because of this girl? If so, how?

He had a lot of questions and no answers. But for now, he chose to ignore it and worry about it later. Today was for celebrating. He downed his glass and looked around to find someone beautiful to talk with. He walked up to someone and tapped their shoulder.

"Hello, gorgeous. How's your day going?

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Seems Wishes Can Come True...

Hala looked on as her name was called. The book glowed blue, and it showed the many things she would accomplish in the future. Seducing men. Taking their money. Breaking their hearts. The last two images were what really intrigued her, though. One minute, she was getting married to a man of power. She couldn't see the man's face, but there was no question of that with the amount of gold they both wore. The next minute, though, he was on the floor, fang marks in his neck. Hala knew where the marks came from. Her faithful asp, Imani. Knowing this, it led her to believe one of two things. The man either did something that caused Hala to be unhappy and Imani struck him, or the plan all along was to marry him and kill him to gain his wealth. Either way, it seemed like a win in her eyes.

Hala glanced around, trying to see if she could recognize someone that looked similar to the man, but she couldn't tell. Eventually, she locked eyes with someone that was gawking at her. She furrowed her brow in annoyance. "What do you want?"

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Dom widened his eyes as realization struck him. They were off the Isle, so he could use his powers. He smirked.

"Let's have a little fun, and see what the extent of our powers are." He looked around the room, looking for a target. "Is there anyone from the Isle that bothered you? If so, try the boils hex on them."

While he gave her the order, he was trying to decide which royal he should test his powers on first. After all, there were so many options. It was hard to pick which one to start with.

As Dark as Winter

When Dominic's name was read, he was not at all surprised by the book glowing blue and the images it portrayed. Lots of darkness and slain people. Most likely people that got in his way in achieving power. He expected nothing less from future Dom. If he had seen anything else, he would have been exceedingly disappointed.

He continued to sip his drink, aware of the looks he received. Most seemed terrified of him, while others showed respect and admiration. He knew most saw him as a vile monster, but what else should anyone really expect from a son of Chernabog? A demon king in his own right that Dom hopes to be one day. He knew he would have more enemies than allies in his endeavor, but he did not care. He was determined to be a feared being just like his father.

He was surprised when he felt someone sit next him. Even the ones who admired him kept their distance. For now, he thought. "Well, you've got some guts." He commented.

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Dom furrowed his brow as she explained her realm. It certainly sounded intriguing... Maybe he could learn something new if he ever had the pleasure of visiting her realm. One could hope.

He rolled his eyes as he thought about his realm. "My name is Dominic. My father is Chernabog, essentially the king of demons in my realm. Him and all of the villains in our realm were imprisoned on an island where magic was forbidden and could not be used, while the heroes thrived in a kingdom called Auradon. After a decree from the newly appointed King Ben, the children from the Isle were allowed to attend school here." As he said that aloud, a smirk started to form on his face. "Which means I am able to use my powers." Following in his father's footsteps would be easier than he thought.

Dom watched the girl's images, curious to what he saw. Was she an evil princess? Of demons (or at least demonic beings) no less? That'd be a new one for him.

He rose an eyebrow at the girl. "Circle of Hell? What realm do you hail from?"

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Dom smiled as he recognized Sarah, his favorite servant. "Something tells me even if you weren't oath bound, you would've still sat next to me." He chuckled.

"You make a valid point." He glanced around the room, noticing every fearful gaze turned away as soon as his eyes landed on them. "Plus, it'll be easy to make them obey in the future."

He smiled admirably to Sarah. "Not right now. We've got plenty of time later for our future plans. For now, let's just enjoy the festivities... as much as we can at least." Dom was never a huge fan of social gatherings, but he did recognize that they were needed.

As Dark as Winter

When Dominic's name was read, he was not at all surprised by the book glowing blue and the images it portrayed. Lots of darkness and slain people. Most likely people that got in his way in achieving power. He expected nothing less from future Dom. If he had seen anything else, he would have been exceedingly disappointed.

He continued to sip his drink, aware of the looks he received. Most seemed terrified of him, while others showed respect and admiration. He knew most saw him as a vile monster, but what else should anyone really expect from a son of Chernabog? A demon king in his own right that Dom hopes to be one day. He knew he would have more enemies than allies in his endeavor, but he did not care. He was determined to be a feared being just like his father.

He was surprised when he felt someone sit next him. Even the ones who admired him kept their distance. For now, he thought. "Well, you've got some guts." He commented.