Julie had brought great change to the coven as the new Supreme, yet it was Cordelia, the new head of the council, who went on live television to go public about their existence. They had no reason to hide anymore, but they had every reason to thrive.

They had welcomed fifty new students into the academy, including twenty-four males, during the first four months of Julie's supremacy. She had changed the name from Miss Robicheaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies to 'Miss Robicheaux's Academy for Exceptional Youth'—they were welcoming of both genders and those who displayed exceptional abilities that made them stand out.

Julie had abolished Fiona's previous policy of wearing black—the students were now free to wear whatever they chose as long as it was in good taste.

Zoe, Queenie, Misty, Chase and Eleonora became the brand new members of the council after Cecily, Quentin, and the other former members resigned. They fled elsewhere, one speculated, perhaps to Salem. Salem held no grudges against their kind anymore.

Eleonora, Julie and Chase accepted each other as siblings—they got blood tests at the hospital, and for once, Chase did not cower from the needle. The doctor made sure he was perfectly relaxed before drawing blood from his arm. Within a week, they got the test results—not only did the doctor find that the twins were inbred via close familial relations, but they found that they were indeed Eleonora's biological siblings. The twins were ecstatic, and Chase had given his little sister a big bear hug.

"Sister!" he cried out, feeling tears of joy. Eleonora smiled at the thought as she hugged him. I can't ask for anything more, she thought to herself.

"Let's go out for lunch," Julie suggested, smiling at the two as they hugged. When he let her go, the woman hugged the girl, welcoming her fully into her heart as her family.

"Yeah! Let's celebrate!" Chase exclaimed happily. "I can't wait until we tell Misty and everyone!"

"No, Chase," Julie said. "Remember what the doctor said." She whispered. "We are inbred. There's a stigma attached if the students and council were to find out."

"But you're people just like everyone else," Eleonora objected. "Can't we just keep it amongst the council?"

"It wouldn't be fair to the students. Among us, it would be fine," the new Supreme said.

"Julie, you're being unrealistic. The council is consisted of not only our friends but our family," Eleonora argued assertively. "They have a right to know, and I don't want to keep any secrets. Not anymore."

"Alright," Julie relucted. "The council only."

"McDonald's?" Chase suggested.

"I was thinking the Court of Two Sisters. If we're going to celebrate, we'll do in style," Julie smiled, looking at her brother kindly. "The bill is on me."

"Oh, wow! Thanks, Julie!" Eleonora said with a huge smile on her face, hugging the woman.

When Mardí Gras came on the fourth of March, just five days before Julie and Chase's thirty-first birthday, the entire academy went to Bourbon Street in the French Quarter to join in on the festivities. Because they had gone public a few months before, the crowds all stared at the costumes worn by the council and the students of the academy. Julie turned heads in an all-white costume with a high-low layered skirt, strapless, corseted bodice, white tights, white stilettos, and a white, sparkling mask to cover her eyes. Soon after getting dressed, she used her powers to create a mini snowfall on herself to give her the appearance of a Snow Princess. Chase, who was without the security he had found in his prized mittens, opted for a blue tuxedo with a plain black mask, while Misty, his date for the event, chose a knee-length black dress and a black-feathered mask with a bright-colored shawl over her shoulders. She had tossed out strings of beads and small doubloons to the crowds of eager children, who collected them with enthusiasm.

Queenie wore a flapper-styled dress striped with purple, green, and yellow with a feather-and-sequin headband and glitter on her face. Zoe chose a peacock-styled dress with a feather-pattern in the middle of the strappy bodice, and the skirt was bright teal and reached the mid-thigh. She and Eleonora had matching white masks, but Eleonora opted for a Fairy Princess look with a gold tiara, light lavender-colored high-low dress and a strapless bodice that sparkled white and teal. Last but not least, Cordelia wore an extravagant Renaissance-styled dress with a gold front-bodice and royal purple silk with her hair worn down and loose with a short conical headpiece with translucent veiling.

The academy's atrium had been open during that night and converted to a ballroom, where the public could come in and meet student witches as well as the witches on the council. A jazz band was playing rapid music to which couples danced to, including Chase and Misty, who enjoyed each other's company. The couple slowed down as a slow, romantic song came on—he felt extremely nervous even though he had known her for quite a while, and she noticed it; Julie was watching him with Eleonora by her side in the distance as they sat on the top of the staircase.

"Chase? What's the matter?" she asked as they swayed.

"N-Nothing," he replied.

"You seem tense," she indicated, raising a finger to trace his jawline carefully.

"Well…uh…it's just that…you know…I think I love you," Chase said with a nervous grin. "I…didn't know how you would feel."

"I feel the same," she smiled, holding his bare, deformed hand in hers as they continued to sway to the soft, prominent saxophone playing in the music.

"Can I have a kiss?" he asked.

The two leaned in and had their first kiss on the lips. Before, it had been innocent kisses on the cheek, but now it was full-blown. Chase hadn't kissed anyone since he was a child, and his first was with a special-needs girl from the orphanage; it had been so carefree and innocent, but now he was a grown man. It was so profound and loving, and when they broke the kiss, Chase held her close, inhaling her sweet, earthy patchouli perfume. I'm so happy, he thought. Julie and Eleonora continued to watch as they sat up on the top of the grand staircase, watching their guests party on and dance to their heart's content.

"Aw, look at them," Julie smiled.

"Yeah," Eleonora said, smiling with adoration.

"You haven't danced with anyone, I notice," the woman said.

"Well, I'm…you know, shy. I've never actually partied like this," the girl said. "You haven't danced with anyone either."

"Not really my thing, at least not in a long time. It's still fun to see everyone so happy like this," Julie grinned.

"Not in a long time?" Eleonora asked, glancing at her sister.

"Well, there was someone…" The new Supreme trailed off, smiling fondly as she nodded. The look in her eyes was nostalgic, "it was right after I got booted out of the academy by the council for speaking my mind. I met someone very special, and I loved him with all my heart…" She sighed. "He…taught me the Northern path. I had read mythology as a child but…" She smiled tearfully, "he was adept in the art. He taught me…and he loved me, too. We were engaged to be married…until…there was an accident."

"Oh my," Eleonora gasped with sympathy, putting her hand on her sister's shoulder.

"His car derailed off into a bayou near the highway…I'll never forget how much it broke my heart," Julie sighed. "Chase was sad, too. They became very good friends."

"I'm so sorry, Julie," her sister frowned. "I…I know you'll find love again."

"I have no time. I'm going to be thirty-one in a few days," the new Supreme said morosely. "I'm the new Supreme. I have a devotion to this academy, and I want to devote my time to seeing these students succeed…plus, my brother…he—"

"He'll marry Misty," Eleonora said—the woman gasped at her sister at the idea. Is it possible, she asked herself.

"Huh?"

"I think he'll be married," Eleonora repeated. "Misty is perfect for him."

"You know, I think you're right," Julie smiled. "I'd love to see him get married…maybe have some kids. I know I can't have any."

"Huh?"

"I went to the doctor when I was with the adept. He said I'm sterile. I can't have children even if I tried," the Supreme confessed. "You know, it's been a dream of mine since then for Chase to settle down. I never thought he would, but he may very soon. We will be the best aunts to his children."

"Sounds good," Eleonora said. "I never had a boyfriend. I was never interested. I was a loner in high school. My mother was, well, our mother was…promiscuous, as you know. She wanted me to date and go out, but I never wanted to. Writing has always been my passion." She sighed. "I don't care if I get married. I wouldn't want children of my own though. I wanted a normal life and never got it. I wouldn't want my children to live like that either."

"Your mind will change," Julie said encouragingly, peering at a young man who stood at the bottom of the steps with his great, dark eyes on Eleonora. "Everything will change. Go."

"What?" The girl was confused.

"He is here for you, not for me. I'm too old," Julie joked, encouraging her sister to go down as she was her informal escort, alighting the stairs. The young man had dark features, but his skin was light olive in color.

"I couldn't help but notice you. What's your name?" the young man asked.

"Eleonora," the girl responded.

"I'm Diego," he said. "Want to dance?"

"Uh…" She looked back at Julie, who nodded with approval. "Uh…yes!"

Julie made her way through the crowd, greeting random guests and smiling until Zoe, dressed in her peacock-styled costume, approached her nervously with Kyle, who wore a black-and-white harlequin-styled tuxedo with a silver top hat that was made of bendable plastic. Her soulful gray eyes looked at them and she smiled kindly.

"Are you kids alright?" she joked.

"Well, I have to talk to you in private," Zoe said. "You stay here, Kyle. I'll be back."

"Alright," he said—he was now capable of coherent speech, steady movement, and the violent impulses all but went away.

"I…I want to go further with Kyle," she revealed. "But I can't."

"How come?" Julie asked.

"I have a killer vagina," Zoe grimaced with an embarrassed blush. "My boyfriend before him died while…we were doing it and…I don't want that to happen to Kyle."

"There's nothing to worry about, Zoe," Julie said, looking down at her. "Here, sit down."

The Supreme held out her hands, and Zoe shivered upon feeling how cold they were; they weren't as cold as a nuclear winter, but they were as cold as snow falling from the sky. Julie took a breath and gathered her thoughts, and Zoe did the same as she listened to her hypnotic, sensual voice.

"Chant with me," she ordered.

"Serpeant of Midgard, get out of her womb,

Let not an entry hurt,

Let not the feelings burn,

Let not a man go early to his tomb."

Zoe's hereditary curse had been broken. She was no longer afraid of her strange affliction. There no reason to hide, but a reason to thrive.

Lambs became lions.

A/N:

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