Wizard's Wish - (Kinda) Yandere SGE x reader

Chapter 31: Never After

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Clawing through the silver brick window. Sophie gritted her teeth.
Good always wins.
Her true love was right. As long as the School Master lived. as long as the Storian was in his hands, then she would never achieve vengeance. There was only one way to ruin Agatha and Tedros' happy ending with her princess. Destroy both the pen and its protector.

With a snarl, Sophie pulled herself into the School Master's tower, Y/n forced to flow her by leash, she flung out her glowing finger–
It dimmed.
The empty stone chamber was aglow with hundreds of red-flamed candles lining the edge of the bookcases and shelves. Red rose petals swathed the stone floor under their feet. Strums of a phantom harp slowly swelled into a tender song.

Sophie scowled. She had come for a war and found a wedding. Good was even more pathetic than she thought. Then she saw the Storian. Across the room, it hovered unguarded over her and Y/n's fairy-tale book on the shadowed stone table.

Through falling petals and flickering candles, Sophie skulked towards the deadly sharp pen. As she neared, the pen's script smoldered against steel. Eyes blazing, breath shallow, she reached to seize it, but the pen lurched and lanced her finger, then Y/n's. Sophie withdrew in shock, shielding Y/n.

Two single drops of blood dripped down the Storian, filling the grooves in the deep script before trickling to its lethal nib. Alive to its new ink, the pen burned hot red and plunged to the book, furiously flipping pages. Their whole fairy tale unfolded before their eyes and flashes of words: Tedros and Y/n at the welcoming with Sophie watching from afar, their classes, the Trial by Tale, Tedros and Agatha proposing to Y/n as Sophie watched, Good's army charging for war, even Sophie climbing by arrows to this very tower– until the Storian found a fresh page and spilled blood outlines in a single sweep. Rich color magically filled them in and they watched a brilliant painting of themselves take shape, there in this tower as they now where. Ravishing in pink and f/c gown, the two girls were kissing, behind them stood a handsome stranger, tall, lean, in prime youth and beauty.

Sophie touched his face on the page... twinkling blue eyes, skin like marble, ghostly white hair... He wasn't a stranger. She had dreamt of him her last night in Gavaldon. The one who pointed her to the one with h/c hair, s/c skin and e/c eyes. He had always known Y/n was her true love.
"All these years I waited," said a warm voice.

They turned to see the masked School Master glide towards them across the room, rusted crown crooked on his head of thick white hair. Slowly his body unsnarled from its hunch, until it stood tall and erect. Then he took off his mask, revealing alabaster skin, chiseled cheeks, and dancing blue eyes.
Sophie and Y/n gaped. He was the handsome man from the painting.
"You're y–y-young–" Sophie stammered.
"This was all a test, Sophie," the School Master said. "A test to find my true equal in soul. The one who could have the love I can't."
"You're true– me?" Sophie stammered. "But you're Good and I'm Evil!"
The School Master smiled. "Perhaps we should start there."

He walked up to the two, looking down at the Storian.
"Well, you see, I am the Evil brother," he said, looking back at the two girls. "Me and my brother ruled together once, and I did love him quite dearly. But I had other temptations that pulled me away from my duty, love. And soon, I abandoned my brother, the need for love changing for the need of power, as he changed from wanting power to love. In the end, I killed him. But before the cursed thing died, he used his wizard's wish for a spell."

He caressed the Storian, looking at its carvings. "He made sure that as long as Evil couldn't find someone 100% Good to love, someone of equal soul to my brother, Good would win. The act of killing my brother was so evil that to balance it out, there needs to be eternal Good until I find love, and then Evil will rain once again."