Not Giving Into Fate

29- The First Day of Classes

I look at him from the corner of my eyes and see him lean forward. "Giselle, I apologize that I wasn't able to help you until it was too late. However, I'm here now. I don't want my dear friend to die again. I will do anything, even if I move the Tower to protect you."

I fully turn to him, mouth open in shock. "You'll secede? I thought what you did in front of the Princes was a threat, I-"

"It was a promise." He corrects me. "I don't want to see you wither away again. If the worst comes, I will 'kidnap you' and take you far from here. Your previous life was hell and it was stolen from you. Your family, your friends and your husband was stolen by that tramp. You are a good person who deserves to be happy in life. If you ask me to do it, I will. I failed you in the past and I swear to you it won't happen again."

I pause, mulling my words over before I reach out to him, holding his hands. "Milo, you don't have to feel guilty. I truly appreciate everything you've done for me. You've brought me back from the dead and reversed time. I can't ask you to do more than that." I shake my head.

"I don't know if you remember, but you came to me, crying about your situation. You asked for my help. I had to go to another country for business and when I returned you had been married. I- I should've taken you with me, made an excuse of some sort. I shouldn't have left you alone where you-" he chokes on his words and shakes his head. "I haven't done enough for you. You're my sister."

I shake my head, my throat feels hoarse as I look at Milo. "You couldn't save me back then, I couldn't even save myself. You don't need to feel this burden anymore." I reach forward and hold his hand. "Thank you for everything, but you don't need to keep feeling guilty."

"I- You never saw yourself. Before you were engaged, you stood as a vibrant lady who no one could touch. With every party you attended with him; you withered away. On your wedding day, you left the party as soon as you can to not be with him. The slut wore white and acted as his bride. That was the last time I saw you, you looked so sad and depressed. I can't see you like that anymore. I refuse to."

I remember my wedding day. As I got ready, he berated me to the point of tears. He wore me down and I knew I looked miserable. I was flushed and my eyes clearly showed I cried for days. However, I continued on with the wedding and not one person had objected to it. I tighten my grip on Milo and give me a watery smile.

"That won't happen again." I stand up and he follows me. I embrace him quickly, burying my tears into his robe. "I want to kill him." I whisper my confession, tears streaming down my face. "He's hurt me so much... I want him dead."

"We will find a way. Don't you worry." He promises. "I want him dead too."

-/-/-/-

After we composed ourselves, we returned to our normal schedule. I had left to start my next class, Curse- breaking 352. I teleported to my new classroom which would be smaller since it holds fewer students. I smile to see that a usual empty classroom is surprisingly full. I look around and I spot a familiar face.

Sir Pine waves at me, but he humorously has student robes on with the red tie and stitching, indicating he's a Battle- mage student. I shake my head, not knowing where he had stolen the uniform from, but it's best not to ask. I introduce myself to my TA, Rodrick. I hand him the syllabus for this class and ask him to start passing it around.

I introduce myself to the class and I see that there are a lot of different colored ties. I'm glad to know that this class has interested other students from different departments. I start the class in a similar fashion as my first.

I lean against the desk and smile. "Good morning, I hope you are all interested in learning how to break curses. I know this class is pretty popular and I'm happy to teach you all. In this class, you will learn the basics on how to break a curse. First is identification, then research, and then it's the actual breaking of the curse. Sometimes, curses cannot be broken and have to be constrained. Sometimes, the curses may be something we do not recognize and so we need to do a lot of research. The second part of this class is learning about important curses, which is pretty much storytelling. Does anyone have any questions?"

A white- scarfed boy raises his hand and I choose him. "I'm Leon Brandt. As a curse-breaker, how will you be able to identify the type of curse? I thought there was only one type."

"That's a common misconception," I shake my head. "Magic has existed throughout the continent in different countries for hundreds of thousands of years. Information is shared between nations and so is magic, and unfortunately curses from many different places can exist in one city. Fortunately, a country can be known for the type of magic practiced. I will get more into that later. But if you recognize the key aspects, you can generally narrow the origin of the curse."

I go to speak, but I pause when I see Sir Pine raise his hand. I point at him and he clears his throat. "How great are your skills? Will you teach us all what you know?"

I force my smile to stay hidden and nod my head. "I'm the best of the best, and you will learn all that I know."

The students in the class whisper to each other, excited about the class and learning about the curses. I clap my hands and start the class. They take out their writing instruments and start writing down what I say. I decide to start the class with the different types of curses and the first portion of the semester will be centered around the curses found in our country.