Cyrus looked at Felix for a moment then reached in the chest and picked a doll up. They hadn't done anything to hide that fact that it was made out of bones. Not with any of them.
Slowly he turned the doll around in his hands. They were Mary Beth's bones. Antha's mother. "You know the basics. You know that we're witches. You know that we interbreed. You know that the Designee of the Legacy is God in our family. Where else do I start?"
All he could think to do was start rambling. He started off telling him about how humans that weren't on the verge of death drinking vampire blood made them crazy and their children witches. He told him how Suzanne Mayfair had been kidnapped as a child by a vampire and left for dead in the street. He told him how Sleet---"He's the one that attacked Antha today. Remember?"---had been that vampire and how his blood was in their blood. He told him that Suzanne's daughter Deborah had been the first Mayfair witch. He told him how she had used her powers to build a fortune and her descendants had done the same. He told him about the kind of secret organization of scholars called the Talamasca and how they were always watching the Mayfairs and the Mayfairs were always killing them off. He even told him how Antha had seduced David Talbot and Aaron Lightner and made a little peace between their family and the scholars. He told him about the other coven masters of Osiris City. Kind Khayman who wanted to be their friend and cruel Persephone who had no heart. He told them about the war that raged in the city between the vampires and witches and werewolves.
"What do you still want to know?" he asked a couple of hours later. "There's still so much to tell you. But most of it you'll learn over time. The rest........it's taken us our entire lives to learn everything we know. It's hard to sum it up and tell you about it." He was turning a new doll in his hands now. Marguerite's doll. Antha's psychotic great-grandmother."Oh I almost forgot about the dolls." He laughed and turned the trunk to face him. "When a mainstream Mayfair dies it's custom to take some bones and maybe some hair and make a doll of them. Keeps their spirit close. This chest is only for Designees of the Legacy." He held up the doll in his hands. "This is your great-grandmother Marguerite. She made a big deal out of practicing her magic. She was also the most psychotic Mayfair ever. Worse than Antha. Crazy thought right? She had an altar to the devil in her room and she used to kidnap and murder wanderers and preserve their body parts in jars. Not exactly the nicest person in the world. Antha and Nicolae found the room she used for storage when we were younger. It's on the second floor. They both had to go to a mental institution for observation for a few weeks. When they got back Antha demanded that Julien seal it back up. She was too afraid to let anyone go in long enough to clean it out first."
Slowly he turned the doll around in his hands. They were Mary Beth's bones. Antha's mother. "You know the basics. You know that we're witches. You know that we interbreed. You know that the Designee of the Legacy is God in our family. Where else do I start?"
All he could think to do was start rambling. He started off telling him about how humans that weren't on the verge of death drinking vampire blood made them crazy and their children witches. He told him how Suzanne Mayfair had been kidnapped as a child by a vampire and left for dead in the street. He told him how Sleet---"He's the one that attacked Antha today. Remember?"---had been that vampire and how his blood was in their blood. He told him that Suzanne's daughter Deborah had been the first Mayfair witch. He told him how she had used her powers to build a fortune and her descendants had done the same. He told him about the kind of secret organization of scholars called the Talamasca and how they were always watching the Mayfairs and the Mayfairs were always killing them off. He even told him how Antha had seduced David Talbot and Aaron Lightner and made a little peace between their family and the scholars. He told him about the other coven masters of Osiris City. Kind Khayman who wanted to be their friend and cruel Persephone who had no heart. He told them about the war that raged in the city between the vampires and witches and werewolves.
"What do you still want to know?" he asked a couple of hours later. "There's still so much to tell you. But most of it you'll learn over time. The rest........it's taken us our entire lives to learn everything we know. It's hard to sum it up and tell you about it." He was turning a new doll in his hands now. Marguerite's doll. Antha's psychotic great-grandmother."Oh I almost forgot about the dolls." He laughed and turned the trunk to face him. "When a mainstream Mayfair dies it's custom to take some bones and maybe some hair and make a doll of them. Keeps their spirit close. This chest is only for Designees of the Legacy." He held up the doll in his hands. "This is your great-grandmother Marguerite. She made a big deal out of practicing her magic. She was also the most psychotic Mayfair ever. Worse than Antha. Crazy thought right? She had an altar to the devil in her room and she used to kidnap and murder wanderers and preserve their body parts in jars. Not exactly the nicest person in the world. Antha and Nicolae found the room she used for storage when we were younger. It's on the second floor. They both had to go to a mental institution for observation for a few weeks. When they got back Antha demanded that Julien seal it back up. She was too afraid to let anyone go in long enough to clean it out first."
