Chapter 67: Ch65. Back and forth
Sarissa sat in silence, her fingers pressed lightly against the table, her mind still reeling from everything Cheshire had just told her. The weight of his words settled in her chest like a stone, cold and unmoving. She had expected cryptic nonsense from him, riddles wrapped in half-truths, but what she had received instead was something far more unsettling.
It was truth, brutal and raw like only her regressions had shown her.
She exhaled sharply, pushing back the sudden wave of frustration that threatened to rise within her. She had spent too long in this room, trying to keep herself one step ahead of everyone else through her memories. And now, out of nowhere, this damnable cat had purred his way into her domain, dropping bombshells that she wasn’t sure she was ready to process.
Her fingers twitched against the table as she finally spoke.
"You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?" Her voice was calm and measured, but there was an edge to it. Something sharp, mysterious.
Cheshire, still lounging effortlessly on the table’s edge, looked at her seriously this time, his grin curling downward.
"Oh, but not this time, my dear... I can’t deny that it’s not often I get to watch someone’s entire worldview shift before my very eyes, but... Something tells me that, although you’re quite shaken by what I said, you’re more used to the unusual than most."
"And yet, despite all this... you still haven’t answered my most important question." Sarissa’s jaw tightened.
"Oh?" Cheshire feigned curiosity, flicking his tail lazily. "And which question would that be?"
"What do you really know about me, and what is this [Wonderland’s Treasure] thing that I never get to understand, no matter how much I think about it?"
Cheshire looked at her dead in the eye, his own eyes gleaming as the sun drifted nearer the horizon, something shifting behind his eyes that made a shiver run down Sarissa’s spine.