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

Chapter 82: One Quest to Save Them All

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"Where is the cake, Bogden? Where are the gift bags? Where is the bouquet?" Sophie berated, barreling towards Evil Hall in her white taffeta gown, crystal tiara, and spiked silver heels.
"Um, you need those things for a school dance?" Bogden asked, holding her tiara and stumbling behind.
"All Tedros had to do was seal his reign was host a coronation and now look where he is. You know why kingdoms fall, Bogden? Because of bad parties," Sophie flared."How long until the doors open?"
"Five minutes. The Welcome Committee is almost done decorating–"
"Why don't I hear music, then? Why don't I smell cucumber-and-dill-butter canapés?"
Bogden gaped at her.

"Were you taking notes when we went over this?" Sophie squawked, trundling towards the ballroom. "No wonder you failed all your classes!"
"Dean Sophie, I've been knocking on your bathroom door for five hours to ask questions–"
"As if anyone has time for questions! First Gavaldon Girl caves in a classroom and now you with your stupid questions! Why did I bring Readers into this school at all?" Sophie moaned. "This is the first time a Dean has thrown an Evil party, the first time Evers will see our castle, the first time Clarissa Dovey will realize there's no need for a new School Master when the students already follow me, and it's supposed to be dedicated to Y/n so she sees just how much I love her and that I truly care for her. I even invited the Royal Rot so they can write about how amazing she is. It must be perfect, for her." Sophie flung open the doors to Evil Hall with a dramatic flourish–

The ballroom was lit dungeon-brown by two dying torches.
The six first-year Nevers of the Welcome Committee beamed proudly at her as they hung wispy tinsel and laid out a cloudy punch bowl on a crooked wooden table along with a hunk of misshapen cheese. In the center of the room, under a dented mirror-ball, two bats perched on top of Y/n's statue, swiping and eating circling moths attracted by the weak, pulsing lights. A banner drooped between two walls-- "DEAN SOPHIE WELCOMES U"-- with the U looking more like a V since the painters had started their letters too big and ran out of space. A wolf slumped on the floor beneath the banner, burping loudly and playing a dirge on a broken violin.
Sophie clutched her throat. "It's like one of Honora's garden parties!" She whirled to Bogden. "Where's Hort?"
"Um, Professor Hort said he would be waiting for Y/n outside to meet her before you do so he could take her to the dance before you."
Sophie curled her fists. "That whiny, mangy rodent..."

Through the window, she saw the lights of fairies leading the Evers through Good's castle towards Halfway Bridge.
"Oh, I try to empower you fools like I'm supposed to and make you feel supported and involved and appreciated," Sophie seethed, shaking her fists. "But if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself."
In a flash, she whirled into action, pointing fingers at the Welcome Committee. "Fatima, fetch an enchanted pot from the kitchen! Barnaby, get a pouch of lizard tongues and a vial of cat tears from Professor Manley– if he won't give them to you, steal them! Vladimir, remember that putrid band you formed?"
"The one you sent us to the Doom Room for because you said we ruined your beauty sleep?" he peeped, blinking beneath his unibrow.
"It's legal for one night only," Sophie commanded. "Rex, open up the windows! Bharthi, borrow Professor Sheeks' spellbook (the password to her office is 'Ooty Queen'). I will go outside and meet my Darling."
Her finger glowed pink and she thrust in at the mirror-ball, which blinded all of them in an explosion of red.

A few moments later, Sophie paced outside nervously, waiting for Y/n's carriage. What if things were still bad inside or worse when they came back? Would Y/n be disappointed in her? Would Y/n hate her? Would Y/n become so disgusted she would never want to see Sophie again?–

"You can calm down," Hort gruffed, still miffed his plan had been a failure, holding out a hand in front of Sophie to stop her from walking around in circles. "It's only Y/n coming. This party isn't life or death. She probably won't care whatever it is, and she's probably not really expecting a ball anyway."
"But everything must be perfect!" Sophie said. "She must see how much I've missed her, how much I love her. I want her to see I've changed, that I care more for her than myself."