The Death of Cassandra David (Vol. 11 Epilogue)

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***The Saint's Tower, several ages ago...***

"Lady Cassandra, I've finished cleaning your room. You may now sleep inside."

Alexa smiled at her servant and thanked her for the service she provided. As the maid was about to go, the hero called out to her, "Oh, and before you go, Abigail, take this gift from me," she handed her a book.

"Lady Cassandra!" the demon servant nearly lost her breath, "But this is your old teacher's book from your own world! I mean, I want this; but, why are you giving this to me?"

"For safekeeping," she winked at her. "You know we humans don't live for long, while you demons are gifted a life akin to the elves."

"Milady...please don't say such things! You're still young, even in human terms!"

"Hm...I may be," the hero shrugged. "Perhaps in my old world, I'd be around 20 years of age now. Even so, we don't know our time. In one moment, we mortals are alive, and dead in the next. I'm just ensuring my memories...no, my existence, would be safe for generations."

"Of course, we will remember you!" Abigail told her, "We demons will forever look at you as someone of our own, though you're a human we hated before. And we will make sure our children, and our children's children, will always be grateful to you."

"Thank you for that, Abigail..." Alexa smiled once again, though her servant noticed that it was a smile filled with sadness. It's as if she remembered something that was dear to her. "After all, I don't want to disappear in this world without someone remembering that I existed. It is a fate even worse than death..."

"Milady..." was all that Abigail could say. Though she was the hero's friend, she knew she couldn't heal the old wounds in Alexa's heart, a result of her summoning to this world.

"Hah!" Alexa suddenly perked up, gently slapped her cheeks, and chuckled. "Enough of that sad talk! I should get to sleep, or my skin would get pimples!"

"Ah, eh, erm...in-indeed, m-milady!" the demon servant let out an awkward laugh. "Shall I help you with your things?"

"It's fine, Abigail, I want to be alone for now..." she winked at her. "Meanwhile, you should get some sleep, too! We have nothing to do once we wake up, but still...I don't want you to get ugly just because of my selfish whims."

"Ehh? I'm your servant! It's fine!"

The human hero laughed, "I'm just joking; you can now retire to your room. See you tomorrow, then!"

"Yes, milady!" Abigail bowed as she retreated towards the door, "I'll be glad to serve you again."

"Thank you, Abigail Usarved..."

"Eh? Milady, I—" For some reason, the demon servant was reluctant to leave her mistress alone. She was about to ask another question and ask if she could stay by her side, but Alexa already disappeared to her bedroom.

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Alexa made sure that her bedroom was locked. Well, her servant could always open it anytime, but she would have to use a key, which would take a while to get in the pantry where it was being kept. Once she was confident that no one could enter the room easily, the hero chanted a magic spell that revealed the circles she drew on the gray floor.

"..." She took a deep breath, trying to steel her nerves, as she knew what she was about to do was something no one had ever tried before...not even the demons, proud of their curious mind.

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