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Chapter IV >> Much ado about nothing

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"Morning" Sabrina greeted, her appearance breaking the thick awkwardness in the air.

She was greeted with things like: "Blessed morning child" and "Morning, Cous"; nothing from Zelda. She remained with her prominent, passive-aggressive scowl, digging her head into her newspaper. She made eye contact for little under a second, before replacing her view with her paper. Sabrina cocked her head past the paper, forcing Zelda to look into her big brown eyes. Ambrose and Hilda shared a look of suspense like how an audience awaits the killer to pounce in a terrible horror movie.

Sabrina broke the silence, " Please, Aunt Zelda are you never going to speak to me again?"

Zelda's voice emanated from behind the newspaper, "You want me to speak?" Zelda folded up her newspaper, setting it down neatly beside her. Hilda and Ambrose looked away in fear of the on coming doom about to befall Sabrina and she was on her own. "Alright I'll speak." Zelda took a short sip of her coffee, placing the cup down rather harshly, looking head into Sabrina's doe eyes, "You humiliated us in front of the entire coven. You dishonoured the Spellman family name."

"Father Blackwood lied, Aunt Zelda!" Sabrina interjected, "He sat in our parlour, told me I'd always have a choice, that our religion is based on free will but in the woods, that was the exact opposite of free will!"

"Beyond that," Zelda spoke making Sabrina jump in surprise, "Your refusal to sign the book of the beast goes strictly against you father's explict wishes!"

"I'm not sure that's true either." Sabrina interposed, earning a chide from Hilda, "I'm sorry but in the woods, during the ceremony, I saw two figures who looked exactly like my mum and dad."

"Like some sort of spectral vision?" Ambrose inquired.

Sabrina responded in a macabre tone, "I'm not sure what it was but I'm definitely sure they didn't want me to sign the book of the beast. They wanted me to run."

Zelda's expression softened a bit before turning to Hilda, then Ambrose; they all shared a look in which Sabrina observed.

The four shared a lengthy pause.

"Where is Gabriel?" Hilda asked breaking the tension, Zelda's Head shooting up in the question.

"I'll find her." Zelda claimed after a quick sigh, taking the last puff of a cigarette before planting it into the ashtray.

Zelda arose from her chair, taking a final sip of coffee and walking up the stairs, mentally reciting her lecture she was about to project onto Gabriel. She found herself at the mouth of the wing of the house she never ventured down; not since the passing of her dear brother; Edward. The hall that nobody went down, not even Sabrina knew the significance of it because Zelda never wanted to make the opportunity for her to mess things up.

She knocked on the door to the brunette's sleeping form. Zelda walked over to her, cupping her cheek with her free hand; she didn't stir, just stayed completely still. Zelda moved away, with drawing her hands like she had put them into a pit of fire. She walked towards the curtains as drew them open - a gesture she had carried out during Edward's time as High Priest; waking him up, dressing him, feeding him - a gesture of complete respect for her high priest.

A small groan came from the bed, Gabriel recited, "Good morning, Dove."

"Pardon?" Zelda chuckled, causing Gabriel shoot up into a sitting position.

"Oh!" Gabriel exacerbated, "Sister Zelda! I'm so so sorry! I didn't realise you were here!"

Zelda Raised her eyebrow, a small, almost smirk planting itself across her delicate lips. Zelda motion for her to get up, signalling that she was going dress her. Gabriel slowly slid up from the sheets, but stopped abruptly as she realised what a compromising situation would entail. Zelda silently smirked at Gabriel's cheeks turning as red as the robes.