February 15, 2025 9:25 PM CST
Elizabeth had been slightly pacing in the guest room with her arms folded over her chest, that was until Clarissa came into the room. Birdie stood with her back slightly facing the older woman, listening to what she said about why Ellen possibly kept all this from her. "You know...one thing particular about me? I absolutely HATE being proven wrong" Elizabeth said with a small yet visible smile as she turned around a bit more to face Clarissa. "The truth is, I've always known I wasnt truly a Harvelle, not by blood anyways" she began. "I can understand her fear, I've had dreams for years about an elegant red headed witch who I assumed was my birth mum, but she had no face. Mum knew ahout these dreams, but not knowing if this birth mother of mine is evil or not, and knowing I'm not human, that's another fear right there, not knowing what could happen. When I turned sixteen, I tried to find out more, the only thing I did that remotely matched my search, was a coven. Not just any coven, the Grand Coven, the highest command of witches, so powerful they can command others like them enough to forbid them from practicing magic or even sealing portions of their power. My birth mother, was one of them, but she was exiled from the coven a very long time ago. Why I'm not sure, and I was never able to discover who the High Priestess is, or where they would be" Elizabeth explained. "Honestly, you're the first I've told this too, not even mum knew, I didnt think i had enough information that was worth sharing" she added.
Elizabeth had been slightly pacing in the guest room with her arms folded over her chest, that was until Clarissa came into the room. Birdie stood with her back slightly facing the older woman, listening to what she said about why Ellen possibly kept all this from her. "You know...one thing particular about me? I absolutely HATE being proven wrong" Elizabeth said with a small yet visible smile as she turned around a bit more to face Clarissa. "The truth is, I've always known I wasnt truly a Harvelle, not by blood anyways" she began. "I can understand her fear, I've had dreams for years about an elegant red headed witch who I assumed was my birth mum, but she had no face. Mum knew ahout these dreams, but not knowing if this birth mother of mine is evil or not, and knowing I'm not human, that's another fear right there, not knowing what could happen. When I turned sixteen, I tried to find out more, the only thing I did that remotely matched my search, was a coven. Not just any coven, the Grand Coven, the highest command of witches, so powerful they can command others like them enough to forbid them from practicing magic or even sealing portions of their power. My birth mother, was one of them, but she was exiled from the coven a very long time ago. Why I'm not sure, and I was never able to discover who the High Priestess is, or where they would be" Elizabeth explained. "Honestly, you're the first I've told this too, not even mum knew, I didnt think i had enough information that was worth sharing" she added.