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Excalibur
That was its name, Y/n thought, gazing at the sword hilt rising out of the mountain of scrolls that swathed the garden.
They'd fallen from the sky at dawn, waking Y/n with their plip-plop into the flowers. She heard a boy's voice from the garden, a spew of shouts. By the time she'd run to the window, hair a mess, last night's makeup smudged, cat in her arms, the snow bad abated, a few last scrolls drifting into the sea of thousands more, reaching far beyond the castle, past the church and stables, to the hills of Camelot.
Y/n's eyes stayed on the sword, glinting in the scroll-covered stone. She could hardly remember anything that happened last night, her brain foggier than ever... but she knew a few things for sure.
I've seen a painting of someone called Tedros.
I'm not married.
Scrolls should not fall from the sky.
The sword's name is Excalibur.
A headache attacked her as if trying to erase these facts, as if determined to clear the slate again, her mind squeezing from both sides like a vise...
But Y/n was on to the pain now. There was a crack in it. Things had slipped through.
I've seen a painting of someone called Tedros.
I'm not married.
Scrolls should not fall from the sky.
The sword's name is Excalibur.
Y/n peered closer at the sword.
Maids shuffled into the garden, marched there by guards. Armed with brooms and buckets, the women in white dresses and bonnets swept the scrolls away, the guards watching them stony-eyed. "King wants every last scrap gone," growled one. "Don't want the princess seein' 'em."
Y/n could feel her gaze hardening, overriding the fog of her mind.
What doesn't he want me to see?
The king had ordered her to stay in her chamber and locked her door. She knew not to disobey him. Until now, her body didn't even know how.
But then the snow happened.
Something had changed.
Her chest thumped faster, hotter.
Tedros.
I'm not married.
Scrolls should not fall from the sky.
The sword's name is Excalibur.
Pain bashed her like a hammer, but Y/n was already moving to the door.
She needed to escape this room.
She needed to find out what the king was hiding.
She held out her finger, and aimed it at the lock.
She needed to know what was in that scroll.
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With the guards supervising the maids, Y/n slipped through the halls undetected, ignoring the stabbing in her head getting worse with every step. Her blood slapped so sharply at her temples that she nearly missed the voices, coming from the Blue Tower foyer below. Y/n peeked through the railing.
"I have an appointment with her," said a woman with braided butterscotch hair, thin eyebrows, and stern brown eyes. She wore a cream-colored dress, a crystal tiara, and carried a pearly clamshell purse. "And seeing that I've come here at you demand, on a moment's notice, to help you win your first test, I expect this appointment to be honored—"
"Princess Y/n is ill," said a tan boy, standing at the open door, where outside, that sullen Kei was saddling two horses. Inside, the tan boy glared harder at the woman as he fit a riding coat over his blue-and-gold suit. "Did you bring what I asked for?"
My prince, Y/n recognized, with a swell of what she assumed was love. My King.
And yet the king had no crown.
A vague memory snaked through her: crows vanishing... a wedding incomplete... a dagger of ice in her fist...
She looked down at her hand, no ring on her finger.
What happened last night?
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Wizard's Wish - (Kinda) Yandere SGE x reader
FanfictionY/n was a normal village girl living in Gaveldon with her two best friends, Sophie and Agatha. Who could imagine how life would change for her when she was kidnapped to a school for the good and evil.
