Chapter 535 - Cassandra Ⅲ (2/2)

Reginald's mind runs a list of gifts in his mind, before picking a few from the Prince family repertoire. ”A Farseer as well?”

”No.”

”Divination?”

”An accurate instinct, yes.”

Reginald went down a list, and to which most of them Sir Knight Prince replied with a ”No.” Annoyed and greatly vexed, Reginald finally says, ”Then what exactly will be Severus's role to play?”

”Fate has yet to finish weaving her tapestry,” Sir Knight Prince cryptically answered to the further annoyance of Reginald.

Seeing that Reginald does not seem to have any further questions, Sir Knight Prince says, ”Head of the Prince Household, are you satisfied with that which has been asked and answered?”

”No, but I have one more question.”

”Go on.”

”Just why has fate allowed for such an abhorrence to continue to exist?” Reginald flatly countered. ”Surely, life and death must be balanced, and such an abominable existence would destroy the balance between this life and the next.”

”It is why Fate has permitted the existence of the girl,” Sir Knight Prince emotionlessly stated. ”However, there must be a balance to all things, and it is the girl's duty and her alone to do so.” Though Sir Knight Prince seemed to pause at that last part as if considering someone else as well.

”I understand,” Reginald murmured with a cunning gleam in his eye. Hydra might be out of the question, but that did not mean if encountered he could not move against such an existence.

However, he would have to wait, and without a doubt, he was certain that Hydra would come for him, and his family. Because if Hydra was truly that orphaned boy from ancient times, then Hydra must loathe the very existence of the founder's descendants. And time had proven that as all the founder lines were said to have been destroyed until the Prince's stepped out into the light.

The Prince's were the children of Salazar Slytherin, the last family left. (If one ignored the Dark Lord, and Reginald would. Because he refused to acknowledge such an existence as being related to himself.) But even more worrisome, his grandchildren, Rowan and Severus carried the blood of three of the four founders. And so, wait he would.

”The vow is removed,” Reginald finally said, before departing from the attic without another word.

A loud sigh is almost heard as the temperature in the room returns to normal. The lit candles begin to burn normally as the terrible wound on Sir Knight Prince's neck almost seems to bleed a thick dark steam, before the body of Sir Knight Prince removes the head from its neck, and returns to the chess board again.

Sir Knight Prince lets out a loud tired sigh as his more jovial nature seems to return back to him, but there is still a cold chilly gleam in his eyes. The dead were bound by the constraints of the world of the living, but there are always exceptions and loopholes. And Sir Knight Prince was a Slytherin, sooner or later, his time would come.