𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐀 // 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐍

𝟿. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜 - 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟸

You all went home to the Spellman house, including Prudence "Now handmaiden, I would love a nice warm buttermilk bath" she says with a frisky smile to Sabrina, who sighs before going up to prep the bathroom. "Prudence, please don't do this" you beg for the millionth time, taking her hand. She sighs giving you a determined look "Marble, as much as i appreciate your concern, the queen of feasts is everything i've always wanted to be" she makes an elegant twirl before you "I- No!" you shout, all of you surprised by it. You weren't always good at exactly telling how you you feel, you were better at showing it.

"Marble" Ambrose sighs, putting a hand on your shoulder. You jump by his touch, shaking hi hand away "Leave me alone" you mutter, walking hastily up to your room. You couldn't believe it. You never knew how much Prudence meant to you until this very moment. You couldn't loose her, you refused to.

Taking in a deep breath, you swing your coat over your shoulder walking out of the house "Where are you going love?" Hilda asks, clearly uncomfortable by the whole situation "Just paying someone a visit" you say, not loud enough for anyone to hear it.

"Faustus?" you yell. The hall in your old home is as cold as usual, with ark plum carpets against the grey walls "What is this?" you step-mother asks. Lady Blackwood holds a hand on her stomach as she walks down the stairs "Where is Faustus?" you ask, not even giving her a hello. "He's not here yet, still at the academy" she furrows her brows with crossed arms "I can take a message?" Lady Blackwood was never a fan of you, she called you a 'rebellious' teen in a so called phase. She certainly wasn't your mom, thats for sure.

You open your mouth, about to say something as you feel something cold on your palm. You turn your hand to see Sabrinas handwriting. You gave her a pen so she could always contact you as a 'new student' gift.

The text was blurred out by the ink, but you could clearly see the message. "Lady Blackwood kill prudence" You gulped as you read the words repeatedly "Something wrong?" Lady Blackwood asks, turning to look at your hand as well. You quickly pull your hand to your chest "Nothing, never mind" you stutter, walking out of the house. Blackwood looks after you, until you're out of sight. You start running, running all the way back to the Spellman house.

"What the fuck?" you pant, with one hand on your knee and the other in Sabrinas face "Zelda told us that Lady Blackwood mentioned harming the weird sisters, so they wouldn't hurt her children. What if she made prudence queen?" Sabrina pours out. You widen your eyes by the new information. "She was the one holding the box" you say, tapping a finger nervously on your thigh. Prudence comes down while fitting her new dress. She doesn't look the slightest happy "What do we do?" she asks. You almost start to smile in this bad situation, Prudence maybe wasn't dying after all.

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"This will do!" Hilda claps her hands together at the majestic cake in front of her "How long will it take to work?" you ask. Hilda was a brilliant baker, so inviting Blackwood and Faustus for dinner with the 'queen' was an excellent idea with a truth cake. "Instant, hopefully!" she says, carrying the cake, almost bigger than her, onto the dinner table. You sat down next to prudence, giving her hand a squeeze. She looked really nervous, who wouldn't be?

"Auntie Hilda made a delicious cake for you, you must try it!" Sabrina says, already serving Faustus and Constance "Oh i think i'm full, besides, I need to save for the feast" she gives Prudence an almost creepy smile, making us all get even more confirmed in the theory "Oh, just a little bite, you're eating for three, remember?" Zelda says with a strained smile. Luckily she was on the idea to, she was after all the one that heard the words come from Constance's lips. She wanted to harm the weird sisters.

Lady Blackwood smiles, before digging into the cake. You carefully poke yours, pretending to get a bite ready. Faustus is already 3 bites in "Father.." you begin. Ambrose puts a hand on your thigh. He didn't want you to ask too many question. You annoyed remove his hand before continuing. You had it all under control "Why is it exactly, you don't seem to.. like me" you made a small chuckle to relieve the situation, which didn't really work. He tilted his head, before saying "You're a Blackwood, you have strong magic, if you were to consider turning against the dark lord, it would ruin the Blackwood's reputation, and you might die." the whole thing comes out in one direct sentence, and he puts a hand to his mouth afterwards, surprised by his own words.

You open your mouth a little in shock. You had strong magic? Could you really die? Ambrose puts his hand once again on your thigh, but you don't mind it now, you needed some kind of comfort. "lady Blackwood, did you do any hexes or curses recently?" Sabrina asks with a smile. Faustus started getting a little suspicious, but he didn't exactly think you'd all be welcoming. "Yes. I cursed the box at the feast of feasts" she makes a small gasp, lookin at Faustus "You did what?" he asks. Faustus interrupts "Why would you do that?"

"I need prudence to die, so she will not get any higher power than my babies" she once again gasps, so do you "What do you mean? Prudence is my daughter" Faustus says, clenching his teeth right after his words. Your eyes widen, as you meet prudences' "We're sisters?" you say. Prudence grabs your hand "What about my mother?" she asks Faustus. "She's dead. You do not have the same mother"

"What about my mother?" you couldn't help but ask, you could get all the information you needed "She-" "Enough!" Constance says, slamming her glass in the table "What is this?"

"Oh it's aunt Hilda's special truth cake" you smirk, feeling the sweet revenge as you see their faces. They hurriedly gather their stuff "You're gonna pay for this!" Faustus sneers before slamming the door. You were so close to getting to know about your mother. he didn't say she was dead, but not the other way either.

You all sat in silence. Prudence was a Blackwood. Constance tried to kill her, so she wouldn't take any heir from her twins. "This is insane" Sabrina finally says. You nod "I knew there was something. A bond of some kind" you say, squeeing Prudences hand. "Would you like to be a blackthorn?" you ask with a faint smile. Prudence nods instantly. You were starting a new, better version of the Blackwood's now."What about the feast?" Ambrose asks "I guess there will be no queen" you say.

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It's late at night, and you cannot sleep what so ever. All the information you hd gotten swirled around your head, and almost automatically, you knocked on Ambroses door. He's asleep, so you  tip toe in, sitting next to him on his bed "Sleep" he mumbles, pulling you down to him. You chuckle lightly, before crawling under his sheets "I'm sorry" you mumble, turning your body towards him "For what?" he removes a strand of hair from your face with barely open eyes "I'm not very good at emotions or affection" you say, slightly embarrassed to finally admit it. Ambrose grins as he says "You're just what i need" he gives your forehead a kiss, before taking his arm around you.

You were scared. You could not lose him, ever. It was the first time you'd been so grateful for someone, what if he got tired of you? Or got hurt?

IMPORTANT A. N. 

Made a lil longer chapter, and posting it already now! It's the second part of the other one, so i thought it would be better to post them close to each other.

I MADE A NEW BOOK! It's a Kylo Ren fan fiction that i wrote privately but decided to go 'public' i posted one chapter, its not so long so star wars fan or not, please just check it out and give me an opinion!

Do you like this story so far? Thank you for almost 2k wth?!