I Don’t Want This Bad Ending

"Are you fine now? You're not in pain anymore?"

Gil was endlessly checking her temperature using his forehead and his palm. If someone sees this, they might think that he was her lover.

"Gil, stop it. I'm fine!" Evelyn replied.

"So? Where are the others?" she continued to ask.

"The others? You mean your other contracted spirits?"

"Yes... I can't feel them"

"Well, when your memories are sealed and most of your powers were also chained, everyone decided to go back to their own territory but everyone was disappointed that it took you long before you regained your memories." Gil explained.

"It's not like 8 years are long for them. They lived for thousands of years. 8 years would be a blink of an eye to spirits. What's wrong with waiting for that short time?"

"Child… that's…" Gil wants to clear things up but seeing that Evelyn was back again the way she used to act, he buried the truth for now.

That they've been waiting for her not for 8 years but for a long time…Long time.

***

Cassandra is in the kitchen when Evelyn decides that she will leave her room after she stays there for a week recuperating as what Gil requested from her. She decided that she needs to feel the sun's rays and the fresh air outside.

Before she could step outside, Cassandra called her.

Evelyn saw her in her favorite apron while she chops the fresh cabbage and tomatoes.

"What's for breakfast?" Evelyn asked.

"Sandwich and hot coffee… Do you want anything else?" Cassandra stared at her before she checked the servings that she needs to put into the table.

"Scrambled egg? And hmmm" Evelyn stated.

"Then, do it yourself." Cassandra said before Evelyn can add more in the menus.

"I knew it! You're just going to ask but you won't do it!"

"I don't have time to cook and besides, I'm not your cook."

"yes… yes!"

Evelyn snatched a sandwich that was freshly made. It contains the freshly chopped green cabbage and the plump red cherry tomatoes with strips of sauteed beef and Cassandra's secret dressing that she said was her greatest invention in her cooking skill.

Anyways... Evelyn decided to ask Cassandra, about how she knew that what she's using was an alias and not her real name.

"Well, I knew that "that" is not your real appearance." She points to my hair and my eyes.

"It's still me, the colors are just different from this. But how did you know?" Evelyn asked, still munching on the sandwich place on the dining table.

"I'm a witch, remember? I can pretty much distinguish a fake to real. If I can't do that much what's the use of my title as the 'last living black witch', don't you agree?" Cassandra said.

The two are now talking with each other while they eat the simple yet satisfying breakfast they have.

"You're right, you should be able to discern this much. Anyway, where's Gil?" Evelyn asked.

She felt like Cassandra was avoiding the topic and decided that she will wait. She knew what personality she had.

'She must be nervous, seeing that she prepared breakfast even though Gil is mostly the one who cooks for us.' Evelyn thought.

"Gil, decided to go to the town to fetch some herbs and foods to stock." Cassandra replied.

"Hmm... I should also visit the town soon,"

"What for?"

"I need new information..."

"Hmm"

The awkward atmosphere linger to the air and only the sound of munching the food and sipping the black coffee can be heard throughout the desolate house.

Cassandra decided to open the topic. "Should I call you, Evelyn? Or stay with Adelyn?"

"Hmmm... It's okay to call me whichever you like."

"Then, I'll call you Adelyn."

"Okay..."

After their brief exchange of words another silence fell upon them.

This time, Adelyn decided to speak and asked her.

"So, how did you know that my name was Evelyn?" She finally asked.

"Well... It's because, I can see..." Cassandra trail off.

'Is it because of her clairvoyance powers? Is she afraid to let people know that she has a special skill?' Adelyn thought.

In the novel, Cassandra helps Elise with the tragedies that befall upon them with the help of her clairvoyance, they escape and also make counter plans whenever her powers are activated and perceive the future scenarios.

Though, she doesn't have any hold in her own skill and it randomly pops up in her sleep.

"If you don't want to talk about how you know it's fine..." Evelyn said.

"No... It's fine, these things aren't to be kept since we pretty much knew everything about each other."

"Really?" Evelyn replied nonchalantly and she bit the last finishes at her sandwich.

And she waited for Cassandra to speak up.

"Well, I have this thing called second sight where I can perceive through the future and everything that I can see are mostly things that are dangerous."

'Oh that's new... I thought she could only see vague scenes. Since her powers are not stable.'

Evelyn silently stares at Cassandra.

"The things I see are random, and there's nothing I can do about it,"

'I doubt it...'

"And what did you see in your second sight when you learned my name?" Evelyn stops pretending that she wants to listen to how and why she has that skill.

What she wants to know if she was in any danger because as she said, she saw Evelyn in one of her clairvoyants.

And that made Evelyn stiff with anxiety.

'How long does this world want me to tangle up with all the problems in the novel?'

Cassandra looked at her when she saw the relaxed face under the pressure of the secret that she said.

'Does she think that my second sight is just nonsense and not real? Is that why she doesn't have much reaction?' Cassandra thought.

She belatedly replied to Evelyn's inquiry.

"What I saw before was you running away from a building that was burning from ancient fire magic..."

'Okay... If that's what it is then it already happened. That's the reason why I'm here,'

"And recently, I also saw another vision..."

That made Evelyn stare at Cassandra intently. She was nervous but still needed to pretend that it was none of her business.

"And?" She asked.

"In my vision, you were standing at a palace and you were surrounded by soldiers while their swords were pointing at your neck..."

Okay. What Cassandra just said took her aback.

'Palace?'

"Did you see anything other than me in that dangerous situation?" Evelyn asked.

She needs to know every clue that she can gather.

'If what she said is true, then I should prepare for it. Cassandra's skill in the novel never went wrong...'

Evelyn felt like she was having another deja Vu. A fate where she doesn't know where it leads. And a future where she doesn't know if she's still alive or not.

"The palace that I saw was covered in white and gold. And there are people at the top of the stage looking at you. Other than that I didn't see it."

"Hmm... A palace. Well, thank you for that information."

"You believe me?"

"Of course, you're the black witch of the east. Said to be the most powerful in black magic. How can I doubt you?"

"Ha"

Evelyn smiled at Cassandra who looked like she was doubtful on how Evelyn can trust her.

It's not that Evelyn doubts her in the first place. It's because the novel stated what powers she have and that itself can make Evelyn trust her skill.

'Even if this novel is full of sh*t plot, the people who help the heroine have a useful skill. And Cassandra is one of them' she thought.

She will use Cassandra's skill to her advantage. Evelyn knows that she is one of the people who grows fond to those who came to know and trust her.

That's also the reason why Evelyn decided to be with Cassandra in the past three years. Even though she can just visit her for the cure of her mama leakage.

Evelyn tapped at the dining table and her cat-like piercing chestnut eyes that were dyed because of the blessing were looking straight at Cassandra who were nonchalantly sipping tea.

Now that Cassandra knew she wasn't the bubbly Adelyn that needs help to cure her mana leakage because of an attack in her village that she portrayed, she can stop the act now and be the Evelyn that she is.

"Now, I know it's quite early for this serious topic but I want to know..."

"Ask away..."

"Can you break a curse?"

Cassandra stops her movement. It was one thing with curing her mana cap. She knew that it was easy but time consuming.

But she was doubtful about the curse. It's because even though Evelyn didn't say anything about her being a curse child, as a witch who is sensitive to black magic, she knew that there is more to what she let know.

And also, she already scanned Evelyn when she was trying to see how much her mana cap was broken and came to know about the curse.