Betrayed by an old friend
Summary: Sofia comes into Cedric's workshop, offering to share Clover as an animal helper after the unfortunate events that had happened. But unknowingly to her, that offer won't heal what has been hurt.
Author note: Spoilers for In Cedric We Trust.
I could see it in Mr. Cedric's eyes even as I sat next to him upon our return to the castle that night. He felt hurt.
Really hurt.
But I just couldn't understand why. Dad finally trusted him again after he nearly died saving me.
Wasn't that enough to lift his sunken spirit?
I asked Clover about it after telling him about today, who looked glad to see Wormwood gone for good. I admit I've been wary of Wormwood lately since he revealed Mr. Cedric's true intentions with my amulet.
Still I couldn't help but feel sorry for Mr. Cedric, offering to share Clover with him.
Clover had protested about my idea until I offered him food from the kitchen like I always do to get him to no longer protest.
It worked as it always did as I found myself opening the door to Mr. Cedric's workshop without knocking. During my first year of being a princess, I did it a lot.
But Mr. Cedric's "Doesn't that school of yours teach you common courtesy?" after number sixty seven had me change my tone.
"Sofia? I didn't see you there," Mr. Cedric muttered as I came in, seeing him look away from Wormwood's perch.
"How are you holding up?" I wondered, knowing that it had been a long day for all of us.
"Not that great princess."
"Well I think I have something to cheer you up!"
Normally Mr. Cedric would roll his eyes playfully and gently stroke my hair. But he wasn't doing it this time.
"Thank you but no thanks Sofia," Mr. Cedric sighed, slouching against his chair. "After today I don't think I'll be needing another helper."
I frowned, about to protest and enrage into a Amber hissy fit whenever she didn't get her way but he stopped me, putting a hand to my lips.
Silence was where Clover and I left him in. The last thing I saw was Mr. Cedric silently crying.
Whatever happened between him and Wormwood on the cliff before Dad and I saw him holding the crown over his head was something that I would never be used to.
I've been lied to, cheated with, and many other things.
But betrayed by someone who I called a friend? It made me think of Mr. Cedric again and it made me sad, having me wish there was something that I could do to help him.