Sirius was a ball of nerves as he walked up the steps of Gringotts, with Ted Tonks at his side. After welcoming Ted into the family, he had placed the 1st generation (both Sabrina and Rhea were nagging him to drop the word muggle) as his Proxy for the Black Family Seat on the Wizengamot. Both his appointment and Sirius' decision to align the House of Black with the Neutral Faction had left some very disgruntled traditionalists and reformists in his wake. Sirius knew that for all intentions Rhea was going to be a traditionalist, though far more open minded than the typical members of the Dark Faction. Unfortunately, Voldemort ghost still haunted the Wizengamot, with the Light and Dark Factions constantly bickering and fighting over legislation, some submissions being highly important and others questionable at best. Since the end of the war the Potters, with Dumbledore's backing, solidified a bloc in the Light Faction. Sirius thought that Charlus and Dorea were fortunate to not see how far James had dragged the once Neutral House of Potter so far up Dumbledore's rear. Charlus had hated the man.

Ted had been doing a good job of representing the House of Black, usually siding with the Neutrals, which led to quite a few requests for Sirius to help solidify a Neutral bloc, something he would be working towards as soon as his goddaughter's safety and future was completely removed from James's shadow. Both Andromeda and Ted knew about Rhea, under the Black Family's vow of course, but they hadn't met her or Sabrina. The latter had been adamant that Rhea should remain away from anyone tied heavily with Mainstream Magical Britain, and the Proxy to the Black Family and his wife known for being a healer in St. Mungos made them both too high profile to risk exposing Rhea just yet. This is why Sirius and Ted entered Gringotts first, since the sight of a Lord and his Proxy together at the Bank wouldn't draw too much attention. They had called on one of Teller Goblins, who had let Sharpfang, the House of Black's Goblin Account Manager, know that they were there waiting for two other people who needed to begin their business. Sharpfang was aware that Sirius and Sabrina were Blood Adopting his goddaughter today and should be making all the preparations.

Apparently the thought of his two ladies summoned them, as both just walked into the bank's lobby, the Goblin guards holding the doors open wearing some very surprised expressions. Of course, his mind lost some traction as he saw Sabrina's clothes. A tight dark blue turtlenecked, long sleeved shirt and black dress pants certainly made her look like a non-magical. He would have loved to see his locket on her neck, but Sabrina refused to do so, saying that the locket was too ostentatious for regular wear. She did wear it when they were in private though, especially behind closed doors and silencing charms. His little girl also wore non-magical clothing, her long hair braided and hanging forward from her left shoulder. He saw them take the line waiting for a Goblin Teller, a smirk on his face knowing what was about to happen. He didn't have to wait long to see his little Marauder prank everyone in the lobby, Goblins included.

" Good morning Teller Mors'hook. May your vaults grow as your enemies falter before your blade. Would you inform Account Manager Sharpfang at your earliest convenience that The Prasinos are here and wish to meet him along with Lord Black and his Solicitor? We do not wish to impose on your time and gold. " Sirius had to bite his cheek, trying his best not to laugh at the sight of every Goblin in hearing range, which for Goblins meant the whole damned lobby, stopped what they were doing and stared at Rhea in dumbfounded silence. His little girl had not only shown them the proper respect and traditional greeting but did it all in Goblin Speech, which he could now understand but not speak. The fact that no other wixen could understand what had been requested made it the perfect cover. Mors'hook eventually recovered his voice and with a smile spoke back to his girl in Goblin Speech, " May your enemies fall before you, youngling. I will send word to Account Manager Sharpfang immediately. Please stand in the waiting area for one of our fetchers to collect you. "

" We thank you for your prompt service, Teller Mors'hook. May your day be profitable, in blood and gold. " Rhea bowed as she and her beaming mother stepped out of the queue and into the waiting area, close to where Sirius and Ted were standing, the eyes of every Goblin following their steps until the moment ended and everyone went back to work. Before Ted could say anything, a Goblin reaches them, "Lord Black, Solicitor Tonks, your account manager is ready to receive you. This way please."

As soon as they entered Sharpfang's office, which was oddly empty, Ted turned towards him. "Sirius was that …", "... your future niece who just left everyone gobsmacked. I do believe it was."

The look on Ted's face was all Sirus needed to burst out laughing, only stopping when Sabrina and Rhea stepped into the office. Instantly, Rhea's eyes were everywhere in the office. The Goblin that had gone to fetch his ladies, whom Sirius now recognized, rounded the desk, which caused Rhea to still before bowing deeply, "You honour us, Elder Sharpfang, Troll Slayer. May your ventures bring you gold beyond measure." What followed was the first time Sirius had ever seen his Account Manager laugh heartily. Sharpfang waved his hand, turning to English, "Think nothing of it. To hear a youngling of the wand wavers speak to us with honour and respect is enough reason for me to take some extra steps. You learned well, especially your notice of my full title. I imagine it was the club?" Rhea nodded as Sirius noted the massive Troll Club held in a stand at the edge of the room. Sharpfang turned to Sirius, "I take it this is the youngling you wish to bring into your family by blood and magic. I can say Gringotts will be delighted on the day she assumes your status as Head of House."

Sirius smiled fondly, "You will forgive me if I wish that said day is far into the future?" Sharpfang nodded, "of course. Now let's begin. Before we go through the Blood Adoption, it is wise to do a full inheritance test. Should she have some claims to other houses, it is best to secure them before the change takes effect. Please take the knife and pierce the skin, youngling. Let us see what more you have to offer to Gringotts." Rhea took the ritual knife and did a soft bow of her head, earning a soft chuckle from Sharpfang. She cut into her palm, not reacting to the pain and let her blood flow freely into the Goblin made bowl until he waved her off. He caught a bit of surprise as Rhea effortlessly healed her hand, silent and wandless. Regardless, everyone turned their eyes to the parchment on the desk.

Gringotts Inheritance Test

Name: Rheannon Sabrina Prasinos (formerly Halley Lily Potter)

Born: July 31st, 1980

Father by Birth: James Charlus Potter (disowned)

Mother by Birth: Lily Potter née Evans (bond severed)

Sibling by Birth: Henry James Potter (bond severed)

Mother by Magic: Sabrina Selene Prasinos (bonded)

Father by Magic: Sirius Orion Black III (incomplete bonding)

Godfather: Sirius Orion Black III (oathbound)

Godmother: Marlene Ariana McKinnon (deceased)

Inheritances:

Heiress to the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Black (by will and paternal line)

Heiress to the Noble and Most Ancient House of Ravenclaw (by maternal line)

Lady* to the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell (by paternal line)

Member of the Ancient Prasinos Family (by maternal bond)

The room was silent for a moment. Rhea looked over at her mother, who nodded. "Elder Sharpfang, we were aware of the likelihood I would have multiple inheritances, but why is the Peverell one different?" Sharpfang looked at the parchment and went over the rules for inheritances. "It's likely a condition for the House of Peverell was met, resulting in your magical ascension. As the Houses of Perverell and Ravenclaw have been dormant for over two centuries, the Goblins' account managers for them were reassigned. One moment, I need to contact the Director in order to get the other family rings." Sharpfang stood and left the office.

Sirius barked up a laugh as Rhea curtsied at Ted. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Theodore Tonks of the House of Black. Allow me to properly introduce myself, I am Rheannon Prasinos and this is my mother Sabrina Prasinos." Ted shot a bemused look at a smiling Sirius, before softly bowing at Rhea, " A pleasure to meet such lovely ladies. I look forward to getting to know you both …properly." The last he said teasingly at Sirius, causing Rhea to giggle. A few moments later after a light conversation, where Ted was affronted that both Rhea and Sabrina weren't fans of Quidditch (Sirius already gave up trying to convert them), Sharpfang returned, followed by a much older but intense looking Goblin. Rhea saw the emblem on his shoulder and bowed, " We apologize for any inconvenience we may have presented to you, Chieftain Ragnok, Head of Gringotts Albion, Manticore Slayer. May your people ever prosper and your vaults ever fill. "

"And may our business be ever profitable, youngling. Word of you has spread among the Goblins and many look forward to what tales will follow. Let us get to business." The Ancient Goblin placed two ring boxes on the table and pulled out a stack of parchments. "As Elder Sharpfang has informed you, the Ravenclaw and Peverell Houses had gone dormant, but as our Goblin magic confirmed, not extinct. The vaults for both remain intact, despite the Ministry and Houses with False Claims making several attempts to acquire them. Now, there seems to be an issue with the Peverell claim, with you being a Lady and not Heiress, is that correct?" Rhea nodded.

"Let's see. Of the lines capable of inheriting the Peverell family magic, only the Potters and Gaunts had the means to do so, though the Potters have held Proxy over the Peverell Seat in the Wizengamot since Iolanthe Peverell married into the family. However, according to the same marriage contract, should a Head of House Peverell successfully hold the family ring, said Head can regain control of the Proxy Seat and the Heirlooms left to the two mentioned families, and a few lost. These Heirlooms include a Cloak of Invisibility originating from one Ignotus Peverell, a Ring carrying an Onyx stone carved with the emblem of the Peverells originating from Cadmus Peverell and a wand originating from one Antioch Peverell, 15 inches of Elder Wood and a Thestral Tail Hair Core. Lastly, the Headship for the Family can be acquired via certain conditions. Firstly, a descendant of a Peverell must manifest Death Magic. Second, said descendant must participate in a ritual either requiring the use or adding the use of said Death Magic. Third and final, the descendant must have been touched by Death and brought Death into the world. The completion of all three conditions in any order will result in the ascension of said descendant to Headship of House Peverell."

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"You Freak!"

"You are here because your parents knew what a monster you were!"

"I didn't do anything! Please, stop! It hurts!"

"You feel that, Girl! That pain is what you deserve!" "No, please stop!"

"Freaks like you don't deserve to eat. Now finish making dinner!"

"Please, my stomach hurts!"

"Remember that pain, Girl. It's the least you owe me for putting up with you!"

"Mom…Dad…where are you? Please… take me home… "

"How dare you bring trouble to us, you little freak. After we bothered to send you to school. I think some time with my husband's belt will fix you up."

"Please, I never said anything! Please no! Ahhhhhh!"

"She ran this way, let's get her Big D!" "Mom, Dad! Help Me!"

"You stay in the cupboard and pray we let you out early!" "Please … just let me die… I want to die..."

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"Rhea"

Sabrina held her daughter, softly singing words of comfort into her head ear as her daughter fell straight into a panic attack. Had she known what Ragnok would have said she would have stopped him. Part of the reason Sabrina had allowed Rhea to delve into her Death Magic and the many international rituals associated with it was to get her comfortable with the subject. Sure she needed to control her Death Magic, but she also needed to heal. And she did heal. Partly. The moment she is reminded about the Dursleys, Rhea's young Occlumency barriers around her traumatic memories tend to collapse. She hadn't had a single episode since Sirius arrived in their lives and Sabrina had been hoping to ask Andromeda to help Rhea with some Mind Healing, after the adoption. "It's ok little one, I am here. The monsters are long gone. You have healed. You're ok. I promise."

Her words cut through the memories and Rhea's magic settles, the air growing lighter. Sabrina sighed, thankful that the episode was the shortest yet. She turns towards the Goblins. "Our apologies, Chieftain Ragnok, Elder Sharpfang. Certain topics have a habit of dredging up memories best left behind. If we could take a small break, perhaps some food, it would allow my daughter to be well enough to claim her birthrights and follow through with the Blood Adoption."

Ragnok sat at his desk, deep in Gringotts London. The day had certainly been illuminating. A disowned daughter to the Potters was now the Heir to the House of Black and the Lady to the Houses of Peverell and Ravenclaw. As the youngling was made the Blood Adopted daughter of Lord Black and Miss Prasinos, he had happily handed over control of the two formerly dormant accounts to Sharpfang. While the Peverell family wealth had long diminished, much spent in the dowries to the Potters and Gaunts, their vaults were still sizable, not to mention the many grimoires stored there, let alone the ones stored in Ravenclaw's vault. He could only smile as he thought of how much the little Necromancer would grow.

Necromancers had all but vanished in Europe, hunted down and slaughtered by Light zealots. He scoffed at how England, France, Spain and Italy had banned the practice of Necromancy, calling it "black magic." The Goblins knew better. Even in that instance when the girl panicked and Death Magic began to saturate the room, he could tell. No malice, no thirst, no violence. The magic was pure magic, untouched by intent. Intent and intent alone dictated how a spell would behave, from the most powerful healing spells to the most vile killing curses. Goblins were no strangers to death and in their history, no Necromancer has ever treated them with anything less than respect. The irony seemed to be lost under the zealotry of the so-called Light. Of all the beings in the world, only Necromancers truly understand the value of life. All life.

He told Sharpfang to keep a close eye on the new family. Goblins could feel a change in the times like animals could a change in the weather, and the times were changing. He already signalled all of Gringotts that he was considering a wand waver as a Friend to the Goblin Nation. The last one had been a certain witch, whose legacy remains as divided now as it was in her own time. He hoped that with Gringotts' help, the young Rhea Black would grow into her full power, politically and magically. He had no doubt that with her in the world, Goblins could only flourish. Now, all he could do was wait and prepare.

Rhea slowly opened her eyes, the ceiling of the Goblin's ritual chamber high above her. She could tell why blood adoptions tended to be used for babies. For those with more mature and powerful cores, the process would be more painful. Case in point is the fact her whole body felt like she had decided to run for 24 hours straight, rather than her usual 2 hours. Movement to her left caught her attention and she could only smile. "Hi Mom, hi Dad."

She knew the reaction it would have on Sirius. She had wanted to call him Dad since Beltane when he had gone all out and prepared an extravagant day for Mom. While most Beltane celebrations tended to be communal and involve activities no child of 10 years should be familiar with, she also knew that other, more private individuals tended to celebrate it at home. Mom's store had been thoroughly decorated with May flowers. When some of the neighbourhood wixen came in for some last minute supplies and noticed, they complimented mom, who revealed it had been Sirius' work. The ladies gave her some knowing looks before they left. Pretty sure mom sported a blush up all the way up to dinner. After that, they vanished up to their room. Rhea would like to say she didn't know what happened next, but the silencing charm dropping at 1 am and her mother's highly descriptive screams were more than enough evidence. Rhea's swift wandless silencing charm lasted all the way to lunch, where she made sure her mom and soon to be dad were "aware" that she heard. Mom and Sirius had a blush all day long, though mom's smile lasted for over a month.

After checking in with the healers, while Sirius sported a derpy grin in the corner, Rhea was allowed to look in front of the mirror. Her hair now sported more curls like dad's, her skin now was closer to mom's and her sense of smell felt more acute. The last change was decidedly more welcomed. Her eyes stopped being the bright emerald green and were now cyan, a perfect blend of mom's and hers. The three spent a moment hugging each other, with Rhea thanking them profusely. They left the bank some 2 hours later.

While Rhea can admit that she remembers those hours perfectly, she can say that it boiled down to a lot of legalese. The Peverell Ancestral Home would be serviced and cleaned, but otherwise left in stasis, same as Black Castle. Grimmauld Place would serve as the Black Family home as soon as the renovations were complete and Sabrina managed to hire some staff for the shop. Sabrina herself was now fully sponsored by the Black Family, so she could technically expand, but she was too attached to her shop right now. Rhea could relate. Sure, Sirius was her dad now and they would eventually have to move in together. But Rhea had to admit, it would take a lot of time to get used to the idea that one day she would be saying goodbye to the only place she called home. For now, she wasn't going to think about it.

Two weeks. Two blissful, quiet weeks passed for Sabrina as she and Rhea dealt with the rush that tended to happen after the close of the school year. Some of Rhea's acquaintances, mostly the kids whose parents come to Sabrina for supplies, were saddened to know that Rhea would not be joining them at Hogwarts. She made it clear that with Sirius now officially in their lives, they didn't want a boarding school to interfere with it. The kids were surprisingly mature about it and her customers… well, they were more interested in when she'd be spotting a ring on her finger. Sirius tried to cut in on the conversation until Sabrina put her foot down and said that she would say no to ANY marriage proposal or betrothal agreement until she was 100% sure. Sirius wisely kept quiet. He then, also wisely, left her quite sore for the following morning, not that she was complaining about that.

No, her complaints poured in when two weeks after Rhea's Blood Adoption, she received a very recognizable letter courtesy of a Long-eared Owl named Hermes. Sirius had been concerned, thinking it must be a missive about someone dying or her accounts in Germany getting frozen. When she told him it was a summons to the Prasinos Family home in France, he looked at her as if she was crazy. "You are panicking over an invitation to a family gathering, really?"

Sabrina counted to ten in English, then in Greek. "Usually you'd be right. If the letter didn't say I was "especially'' invited, along with my blood adopted daughter." Sirius froze. "Uhm, how bad is it, really." Rhea just stared at him, "Well, considering that Rhea's name is listed in the letter as "Black," that there is also a tentative invitation to a "Mr. Black'' and that the handwriting and signature are those of my other Great Aunt, who just so happens to be the Head of the Family, I think we're currently in a lifeboat waiting to see if we spring a leak before we are rescued. So not terrible, but still bad!" Sirius wisely went quiet after that, made sure to get his best dress robes, and proceeded to buy both Sabrina and Rhea some new and expensive clothes, despite Sabrina's half-hearted attempts at saying no (she knew what he was trying to do), though Rhea refused to wear either a regular dress or robes and Sabrina joined in.

While Sirius looked like a good mix of magical and non-magical fashion, both Rhea and Sabrina went wearing dress pants, dress shirts and jackets. Sabrina's colours were full Prasinos colours, with a dark forest green jacket and pants and a cream colored dress shirt, Sirius' Christmas gift standing out on her chest for all to see. Sirius' went all out with dark colours: black long coat (after Sabrina pushed him back in his closet and told him to put away the trench coat), black Vest, gray striped shirt and black pants, the gold chain of his Black Family pocket watch visible over his vest. Lastly, Rhea decided to mix both their styles, with a black jacket and dress pants, dark green dress shirt, with her charmed necklace on the outside.

The family of three took a portkey from Gringotts London to Gringotts Paris, before portkeying with the invitation to the arrival point on the outskirts of Chateau Landes, an unplotable Prasinos property on the west of France. Sirius looks at the stretch of land, most of it covered in trees, the large building sitting up the trail, hidden over a hill, when someone up the trail calls out Sabrina's name. Sabrina smiles and hugs the man on reaching him. "It's so good to see you, Jacques. How are the grandkids?" The old man, smiles, "getting up to mischief in Beauxbatons. Seraphina loves them as much as me, but I think by the time they are making babies of their own, Seraphina will be glad to hand over the reins to Jeanne." His eyes turn to Sirius and Sabrina wraps her arm around his.

"Jacques, this is Sirius Black, father to my daughter and the man Courting me. Sirius, this is Jacques Prasinos my Great Uncle and co-owner of the property." She could feel Sirius tense up under Jaques scrutiny. "Are you treating my niece well, boy?" Sirius visibly swallowed, "I treat her as much as she lets me sir. Haven't ever seen a woman harder to buy clothes or jewellery for." The heartfelt laugh from Jacques and Rheas' giggles made Sirius relax completely. "Prasinos ladies have never been one for shiny things. The only way to earn their hearts is through respect. And this little one must be my new great-great niece?" Rea curtsies at Jacques. "Rheannon Black née Prasinos. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir. Mom says you made her wand?"

Rhea and Jacques hold a long conversation on wand crafting as they enter the property. Sabrina takes Sirius' hand as they go inside, his eyes taking in the sight of the old home. She knew what he would see based on her own visits to Grimmauld Place. The place was beautiful and ornate, but not austentatious. Every once in a while he would spot an item that seemed out of place and Sabrina would explain that they belonged to particular family members. The family was massive, so little nick nacks, furniture and paintings became their currency. Sentimental value was more important to her family than outright value. Hence why she smacked Sirius after Yule for her necklace, since she knew she would never be able to let it go. She loved it and if she was honest with herself, she loved the man too. That didn't mean she'd stop smacking him whenever he reverts back to being a neanderthal.

"Do try to make it out alive. I doubt your ladies would ever forgive my wife for killing you and I quite like them." Sirius seemed to take a double take at the man as he opened the door into a small dining room and walked away, chuckling. "Sabrina, do bring your family in. We got some wonderful tea from Yu in Hong Kong who wants every one of us to give it a try." Sabrina laughed, "Sure. Do let her know I am still waiting for a copy of her Chinese Potions Manual." The old woman lets out a quiet "of course" as Sirius takes his seat next to Sabrina, who is the closest on the left to the Matriarch, while Sabrina points Rea to sit opposite of herself, to the right of the woman. Setting her cup of tea down, the woman's eyes focus on him, she has the same sapphire blue as Sabrina, but these don't calm his heart or warm up his soul. It feels as if in a room with his Grandfather when he did something wrong. "And you are?"

"Sirius Orion Black, ma'am. I am the lucky soul your great niece agreed to be courted by." The old woman hums approvingly. "Well met Lord Black, Head of House Black. I am Seraphina Lourdes Prasinos. Head of the Prasinos Family. I take it our Sabrina has been educating you on what it means to be a Prasinos." Sirius smiled, "Everyday and not with words." The woman smiled. "Good. Words are not needed. There is no manual or rulebook for courting a member of the family. You either succeed or you fail. Understand?" Sirius nods. "Now, usually I stay out of my family's relationships, baring my own line of course. But when my beloved Chantal's favourite great niece not only became a mother via Blood Adoption, without prior warning…" She turns and looks at a clearly chastised Sabrina, whose soft "sorry" made Rhea giggle and made Seraphina smile, before turning stern again, "... and said child appears in our family trees as a Black, well I hope you can understand why we needed to meet. Now, I will be clear. Do you intend to one day marry Sabrina, daughter of Selene and have her take your family name?"

Sirius shakes his head. "I intend to one day ask for her hand in marriage and to share her life with me. Whether she agrees to marry me and if so agrees to take my family name, those are her choices alone." Sirius feels Seraphina's magic weighing down on him, before receding. "We haven't had a Prasinos take another's name in nearly a century. However, like you mentioned the choice will be Sabrina's." Seraphina's eyes switch to staring at Sabrina now, who squirms in her chair. "You have been very quiet in the years since your parents passed away. Were it not for your curt replies, you would have found Jacques or even Marcel at your door." Sabrina blushes and Seraphina sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. "Both Chantal and Selene were quick to call you one our most independent relations, but that doesn't mean you can't come and ask for aid."

Sabrina sighs. "I know Great Aunt Serah, but… this was something I had to do. It wasn't pride or stubbornness. I felt it in my bones. I won't apologize for that." Seraphina nods her head. "No, I wouldn't either." She turns to Rhea, who had been surreptitiously feeling the magic in the house. "And you are Sabrina's little miracle, yes?" Rhea looks over at her blushing mom and Seraphina elaborates. "When Sabrina was diagnosed as sterile, there were many in our family who offered to carry a child for her. It's a common practice with us. But she refused them all saying that the day she was a mother would be because of a miracle." Seraphina chuckles at the memory, "Everyone who knew her knew she said it a bit out of pride, but quite a few said that she would probably get her wish."

Rhea smiles, "and here I am." Seraphina nods. "And here you are indeed. Magic runs deep in you. While I did my best to scare your father…", Rhea giggles, "... your magic reached out. You found two things of interest across the property. Care to share?" Rhea's smile dropped. "You won't like what I say." The old woman's hands cover Rhea's and she tenses for a second before relaxing. "Maybe, but I would like to hear it." Rhea fidgets. "One of your horses out in the stables is weakening. She won't see the New Year…", Seraphina's face goes still, "... and Jacques should probably see a doctor, not a healer. He isn't fading yet, but he could if he sticks to magic alone. It's not working. Even then..." Rhea shakes her head. "I don't know." Seraphina sighs but gently squeezes Rhea's hand, "Thank you for telling me. Why don't you finish your tea and go down stairs? My daughter Jeanne is currently trying to keep her kids from burning the house down. Sirius, do go with her. You should ask Jeanne about her man, Rene. Might help you better know how to deal with a Prasinos."

Sabrina waits a few moments after Sirius and Rhea leave the room. "You didn't know Jacques was sick." Seraphina shakes her head. "He has been tired lately, but nothing I thought was out of place at our age." Seraphina looks at Sabrina. "Her magic is not of a healer's touch, yet she feels illness. It is not the wildness of a Seer's eyes, though she has Mage Sight. I have never come across the like." Sabrina sighs and decides to take Saraphina's advice. "She has Death Magic. Death's creatures adore her and she is studying Necromancy." Seraphina stills and for a second Sabrina thought she made a mistake. "It will take some time… to tear down the Necromancy bans. Sadly she will need to be in the open to succeed, as no one will change a law if it does nothing of consequence." Sabrina's eyes begin to tear up as Seraphina smiles at her. "She may not carry our name, but she is our blood. And I will be damned if I let the latest Necromancer in our family fall. We didn't fail the others in the past and we won't fail her."