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

Chapter 134: The Y/n Quartet

(This chapter will be more like chapters from the first three books that don't have a strict pov character cuz this chapter in the book is just written that way, from the "Storian's POV". Just wanted to make it clear if people found it inconsistent.)

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Tedros had his plan.
But everyone had a plan until they're kicked in the face.
Then the plan isn't worth much, is it?
But it's not only the prince who is in danger...

At the moment, the Snake Sky was blacked-out dark. Y/n, Agatha, Sophie, and Hort remained huddled inside their cloud, Merlin whimpering between them. They couldn't see Tedros anywhere. Or the Snake. Just ragged shapes of clouds and the glint of steel-edged stars. Japeth was out there somewhere. And now with Tedros' blood in his veins, he'd also absorbed the genie's powers... the power to become anyone he wished.

"Tee Tee needs help," Merlin squeaked, eyes wet.
"Shhh," said Hort, but the six-year old was distraught, blubbering louder.
"Tee Tee!" Merlin fretted, poking his head through the cloud hole. Agatha grabbed him back.
"Merlin, stay still!"
But the wizard was already lurching out their hiding place, the four young adults scrambling with him, the little wizard wildly swishing his hand--
The sky flooded with blazing white light, like a storm paused during a lightning strike.
"Tee Tee!" Merlin smiled with relief.
Then his smile vanished.

Because there were three Tedroses in the lit-up sky.
On three different clouds.
Each armed with a sharp-bladed star from the sky.
"Y/n... what's happening?..." Sophie croaked.
"One is Tedros. One has to be Guinevere," said Y/n, paling with terror. "So the third is..."
Merlin gaped at them. "Hiss."
All three Tedroses looked at each other.
Then at Y/n.
Instantly, they sprinted for her.
"Y/n, it's me!" cried one.
"No, it's me!" yelled the second.
"Don't listen to them!" shouted the third.
Three princes with gem-blue eyes, golden waves of hair, and a torn black cloak. Each as Tedros as the other.
"Which one is the real one?" Hort gasped.

But Y/n was already running, diving off her cloud and burying into one far below. Sunk in cold green puffs, he closed her eyes and tried to focus. In that split second, she'd scouted the Tedroses closely. The way they carried themselves, the way they targeted her... The real Tedros wanted to protect her, Japeth's Tedros wanted to kill her, while Guinevere had surely taken Tedros' form to throw off the Snake. And yet, they all looked the same. Sounds of chaos echoed above; no doubt they'd seen where she landed. She had to keep moving. But to where? Her only hope was to pick a Tedros: a two-in-three chance of being saved; a one-in-three chance of being gutted...
A body plunged into fluff next to her. Y/n turned to flee—

"It's me, Darling," Sophie panted, blinking emerald eyes. "Stay with me. Don't move."
Y/n exhaled. Then her heart kick-started. "Wait... how do I know you're..." She backed up. "What's my last name?"
"Darling what—"
"What's my last name?"
"Deauville."
"What's the name of my cat?"
"Lepus, the same cat who scratched me. Y/n, listen—"
"What's the name of the runty, bucktoothed boy in Gavaldon who was obsessed with you?"
Sophie stared at her blankly. "Ummm—"

"Stay back," Y/n choked, crawling away, before she felt Sophie's arm grab her. Y/n whirled around, holding up her finger, about to shoot a spell—
Only to see Guinevere, where Sophie had just been.
"It's me, Y/n. I thought you'd trust me if I took Sophie's form. Listen to me: the Snake is out there, looking like Tedros. You and I have to stick together or he'll—"
But Y/n was in a blind panic, questioning if Guinevere was really Guinevere, her body already lunging out of the cloud floating into open light, wings taking form once more.
Guinevere chased her. "Y/n, wait!"
"You're supposed to protect her, Mother!" one of the Tedroses barked at Guinevere veering towards Y/n.
Y/n whirled to this prince, the real Tedros... but then she glimpsed the other Tedros throttling from the opposite direction, closing faster, faster, the blade-sharp star raised in his hand, both Tedroses about to flying-leap onto her cloud. There was only one way she could go then.