Timis classmates started to fear her and my theory that power doesn't corrupt but is simply addicting was proven again as the fear spread and her influence grew the young girl wanted more and the poor english teacher snapped, the young lady had apparently just been proven wrong in her theory that nobody willingly read The Prince (by Nicollo Machiavelli) and the replacement was a young girl by the name of Mary Spinnersstone whom had a double set of memories was a feminist and apparently also loved the prince with the sole exception that the author was a guy.
Timi started the day by taking her things and leaving, her dad, a successful entrepreneur was away in Kenya doing business and she was alone. This led to the fact that young Timi was independent and fully aware of the dark side of the world, a world I had created, what have I done, the evils I have caused.
The boy who started it all has cracked and when Timi enters the building he kneels, the smirk adorning her face makes me think that I gave the world that needed a savior, a dictator. Timi walks passed him and tells him to rise, he rises to his feet, turns around and screams in pain. Timi stands above his kneeling form with a whip in hand and whispers "Don't turn your back on me, slave." it's a whisper just a few words but the relationship between the students and her changes forever, it's still fear but now it's a respectful kind. She is the queen, the empress, the mistress, she is in charge here and nothing the teachers do can change that and a lot of them fear her to.
Timis first English lesson comes and young Mary has yet to meet the queen of the school. As the class piles in quietly as Timi goes first and sits in a corner, seeing everyone and having her back to none. Mary stands in the front and begins her lesson, introducing herself and the topic of the year, forms of English, she goes on to repeat everything she said in old English and pulls out twenty-four copies of The magicians nephew, she hands one to each student and sits down a copy of De Principatibus in hand. The students stare at her expectantly and she says
"I know my politics, I am not in charge here, ask your queen what to do." They turn expectantly to Timi who is sitting in the corner reading, they follow her example and a quite peace falls over the class.
The bell rings and Timi waves them out and stays behind pointing to the book in her teachers hand "good choice, original print?" her teacher shakes her head. Timi walks out and the day goes on. Timi walks home, alone, and arrives home, alone, she stays home, alone. Yet the house is clean with only one thing out of place, an armory reveals the tale of great battles and success through out family history and yet no one here knows the name and the history of the great family of Wiman and their unfortunate loss of name through a marriage in a patriarchal society.