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

Chapter 42: Double Crossings

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"You and Agatha seem very codependent to her," Beatrix yawned from bed, squinting at Sophie perched on the blue-glass window. Agatha was already in bed, sleeping (they think at least).
"Just want to make sure she's safe." Sophie peered down at the two armored knights, one short, one tall, standing in the blue pumpkin patch near the Woods gate.
"You sound... like... a... prince...," Beatrix babbled before her breaths turned heavy, untroubled by the angry chants echoing outside.

Sophie could barely see the source of these chants over the spiked gates, just snatches of the princes' shadowed, distorted faces and shredded clothes. Nothing in this world was ever certain. Princes could become as frightening as ogres. Princesses could become villains. Lovers could become enemies.

Sophie's eyes watered. After returning home, all she had wanted was to be Good. She wasn't perfect, of course– her father could attest to that–but she had been a good friend to Agatha and Y/n, and tried to live by their example. Every day she'd fought to keep her Evil thoughts at bay, the rages and storms that swelled in her heart. And what had she earned in life? Betrayed for a prince. Branded a witch. Avoided like a plague. And now Y/n was one kiss away from abandoning her forever. Sophie wiped her eyes, sniffling. What made him better than her anyway?

But hours passed, and neither Dot nor Agatha budged from the pumpkins, enduring the prince's blind threats and their weapons fired and absorbed into the enchanted shield over the gates. Midnight came and went, then two o'clock... four o'clock...
Y/n made no moves towards Tedros' castle.

Finally, as the moon sank into the glow of a new sun, Y/n still in place, Sophie colored with shame. This school had turned both distrustful. After what happened during Forest Groups, Y/n must have come to her senses. It was natural for them to have doubts about each other, Sophie consoled herself. But their love was stronger than doubt. Soon they'd wish for each other and mean it, ready to leave this place behind with Agatha too. Soon they'd be back home like Y/n promised, Tedros gone forever.

Resting her head against the glass, Sophie realized how exhausted she was. Adrenaline had kept her up for two days straight, but now her thoughts thinned to fragments and flowed into dream...

Her mittened hand picked moss from a neglected grave... a butterfly, carved into its stone... two swans etched into the graves beside it... one swan white... one swan black... black like a shadow torn apart by his Good twin... black like dead feathers strewn across the ground... black like the unnatural sky...

Sophie's eyes flared open. The sky over the Woods gate had gone pitch-black– torches extinguished, moonlight snuffed. The princes howled with confusion before the torch and moon suddenly returned, leaving them dumbstruck at the passing eclipse. But Sophie knew it wasn't an eclipse at all. It was a Lights-Out Jinx, She'd seen one used in last year's Trial...
It was Agatha's favorite spell that she learned from Y/n's books.

Sophie leapt to her feet– but neither of the knights had shifted form their post. Sophie groaned and plopped down on her bed. Enough paranoia. Time to sleep. She pulled back her bed covers but felt herself hesitate. Slowly she turned to the window again.

The right knight had lost an armored shoe. The orphaned shoe was clearly visible a few feet away, but neither the right nor left knight made an effort to retrieve it. Sophie squinted closer and saw that shoeless Y/n was having trouble standing, while Dot tried to prop her up.

But the more Dot tried to help, the more Y/n failed and flubbered, until finally the two knights fell to the ground, Dot's sword slipping from its sheath as she squealed in horror. Dot lunged to grab it, but it was too late–Y/n crashed face-first on the sword in a terrible heap and impaled on the blade, severing her neck.
Sophie opened her mouth to scream, watching Y/n's head roll out of its helmet–
Y/n's big, blue pumpkin head.