I Don’t Want This Bad Ending

The rest of the group wipes the cold sweat on their foreheads as they witness the scene. Silvester's company focused on protecting their highness while the hired adventurer stands as the vanguard.

After what happened they still encountered a lot of monsters on the way and Adelyn, the A-rank adventurer persisted to tell them that she will do the rest of the clean-up.

Silvester and his company looked at each other before nodding their heads in agreement. It's because they saw the annoyance in her eyes and her mumbling words.

They also looked at Adam who avoided their gaze when they tried to ask why is she doing that alone?

Adam's awkward smile seems to say that he also doesn't know but it was easy to let her be when she's annoyed. So, they did.

And again, they are amazed. Adelyn with no restraint can send shivers and let their mouth agape.

They are now at an inn after they got out of the Stygian Forest. After taking their time to refresh themselves, Silvester immediately requested for Adelyn… no, Evelyn's presence in his room.

Knock!

Knock!

The sound indicated what his waiting was at the other side of the door. Silvester beckoned George to open the door.

"I greet your highness, the Crown Prince. May the future-"

Before Adelyn can finish the formal greeting for the Royal Family of the Kingdom of Perspiru. Adelyn… no, Evelyn was stopped when she saw a leather shoe in front of her when she bowed to Silvester.

He puts his hand on Evelyn's shoulder to make her stand up and stop the formal greeting.

"You don't need to do that."

Adelyn still had her face covered with her black mask. She smiled at what he said. Technically speaking as Evelyn, she never wants the strict greeting that the noble family insisted to their kids.

She hates it because she never acted as a proper noble when she was a child, don't get her wrong she knew how to act her part but if there's a chance where she doesn't need to do it then she would prefer that option, though her mother, Duchess Monica always nags her for it.

She sits across Silvester, right now, she knows what's going inside his cousin's head.

Evelyn was dead for about four years. And surprisingly she was alive all along. How shocking would that be for the nobles in the Levingstone Kingdom.

What would be the reaction of her family when they heard this?

Nevertheless, Evelyn just sits there and lets Silvester ask.

"Can I call you…"

She sighs when she hears the hesitant words of Silvester but before she answers she looks at Sir George.

Silvester followed her line of sight and he immediately understood her questioning eyes.

"Don't worry, George already knew about you. He won't tell anyone about this."

Silvester reassures her and Adelyn… no, Evelyn sighs…again.

"How did you know?"

That's the first question that popped up to Evelyn when they were inside the royal room, she was just too preoccupied in tying a bondage to Silvester's wrist that time.

'And what's the purpose of that grimoire that has darkness surrounding it?' She liked to ask this, but she stopped. It's not her concerned what he needs it for. And besides, she thought that if it's Silvester, then he must have purpose for it.

So, the first question was her top priority for now. Silvester sincerely tells her everything that he noticed and him cutting his wrist and all that. He also told her about the last sentence that it seems warning as well as advice.

'Hmmm… interesting.' She thought.

Evelyn takes off her mask and her matured face can be seen. She saw Sir George twitch his brows and open his eyes wide before returning back to normal again.

Beneath the mask was her pale porcelain skin, her butterfly lushes, and upturned eyes. She also takes off the disguise. The blessing of Chrisfold was not permanent, she asked Gil and was told that her mana was the one keeping it. That's why all she needed to do was to take her mana and her true appearance would come out.

That's why she was shocked when Silvester said that she saw her real appearance after he gave his blood to the strange fountain in the Castle of the Stygian Ruins. It was mysterious how he can see her perfect disguise.

Well, it's not perfect anymore, she thought.

Silvester smiles, it's been so long that he saw that face. She was still the most beautiful lady that he saw. But before he can rejoice, he needs to know what happened and so he asks.

"So, what really happened Evelyn?" she then heard Silvester's words along with the questioning gaze of Sir George behind Silvester.

She contemplated what she knew before she decided to have him again as an ally. He's the perfect bridge so she can sneak in the Palace of Levingstone.

"Well, I need to fabricate my death because there's a faction who is targeting me and wants me dead." She just said nonchalantly.

Bang!

Silvester frowned as he can't help but slam his fist on the coffee table.

"Who would dare?!" he grits his teeth and looks at Evelyn.

"Then why didn't you ask for my assistance? Or the Crown Prince assistance? How about Gab? Your Family? Why Evelyn?" Silvester was frustrated, he's frustrated to himself. He also thought that Evelyn must have known the plans of her enemy, but why does she need to face it alone.

He was frowning as he looked at Evelyn casually sipping tea.

Evelyn doesn't know what was going on Silvester's head and he was so frustrated while Silvester also doesn't know that she can't just tell her that she was destined to die if she stayed in the Kingdom of Levingstone. It was fated to happen because of the novel. That's why she decided to fabricate it and let her existence cease to exist until the novel is not finished.

So, she just tells him what comes into her mind.

"Assistance? You were there because you are in danger because of your brother and are in hiding. Gab was just a slave I picked up in the forest. And the Crown Prince? He will make me his bride if I get even a bit of his assistance…"

She continued to sip her tea for a pause as she saw Silvester gripping his palm hard.

"Evelyn, you can still ask me or the Duke-"

"… I don't want to be caged again."

Silvester stopped his words. He didn't expect her words.

'She doesn't want to be in a cage? What's that mean?' he asked himself.

Evelyn looked at her reflection in the warm tea. It's also been so long since she saw her black hair and the silver-blue hue in the tip of her hair.

"You don't know the life I had, Sil…"

Silvester was still looking at her. He also knew that he doesn't know her whole life and what she had to do and been through from everyone detesting her.

"Suddenly being thrown and treating me worse than a criminal while still trying to use me to gain power while they talk shit about my back… I've had enough of that life." She remarks.

Evelyn looked at Silvester.

"You don't know what that feels like…" she said as she smiled. A bitter sad smile.

Silvester knew she was correct. Her family treated her like she was the shame of the family though he doesn't know the whole reason and was told that it was because her mana was inadequate for the Emsworth family.

He doesn't know what it feels like to be detested by your own family and your own people. He knew how society works. In a power struggle it is to eat or be eaten.

What can a child do when she is thrown into the noble battlefield when they know what her circumstances are? She would be the laughingstock and entertainment of the shameless and greedy nobles.

Silvester just kept his mouth shut and listened to Evelyn and what he heard shocked him.

"…besides, the faction of the Crown Prince and Prince Adley as well as the temple of light were the ones who want me to die."

The room went quiet.

What she said was a big revelation. Who would have thought that three factions were aiming to kill a small lady?

Silvester was shocked, if she knew that her enemies are from both factions and add to that the temple of light, the religion of the Kingdom of Levingstone then that means that even the Emsworth family would find it difficult to face them as they got the citizens as their back up. One word from them, and the citizens will ostrisized their house.

"Evelyn, if you knew your enemy why…"

"I faked my death?"

"Yes…"

"Simple, they already planned to frame and kill me by using public execution with an excuse that I'm an evil witch who bullied people. They will sentence me to face the guillotine after the hunting season without a proper trial."

"Wha…"

"The nobles who were hungry for power planned to kill me and cornered my father to weaken his power in the kingdom while the bastards of the temple wanted to take my body after I died. Wouldn't it be nice if they never get what they want as I unexpectedly died." She smirks and her sunset eyes glow dangerously.

"I would never let them get what they want!" she continued.

Bang!

The chair was pushed and stumbled over while Silvester stood as he was angry.

"Crazy Bastards! They're ganging up on a single lady because of power? And the temple of light. What the fuck is wrong with them? Why do they need your body? Fuckers! I'll fucking kill them!"

Silvester can't help but cussed and cursed them. Evelyn knew why the temple of light needed her body, specifically her heart, but she wouldn't tell Silvester about it.

"I also want to kill them! And I need your help to stop them." She said as she looked at Silvester's blue eyes.

Her hatred toward them is deeper than the sea.

"But first, I need to pay a visit to someone."