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Gen 3, Part 16 - College Household Nigmos, Tricou
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It was… strange how close to the truth Ripp’s random guess was, Ophelia thought as she stood outside Gvaudoin and Fricorith Tricou’s house. While Olive hadn’t quite threatened to kill Jonny, she had been very insistent that Ophelia had to marry someone more suitable. Someone like Fricorith Tricou.

Olive had talked all the details over with Jon Smith and Jennicor Tricou, who were overjoyed at the prospect. Ophelia and Fricorith had been informed as an afterthought.

Of course, Ripp, curse his random flashes of insight, was perfectly right in that nobody could force Ophelia to marry someone she didn’t love.

For now, Fricorith had asked Ophelia to come and talk things through.



“Right on time, like a good little witchlet.” Gvaudoin sounded even more annoyed than usual at seeing Ophelia. “Here to keep the bloodline pure, I take it?”

Ophelia’s patience was already worn thin from Ripp’s constant badgering. At Gvaudoin’s harsh greeting, something inside her snapped and she heard herself say: “As a matter of fact, I’m not. I am here to tell you that this is not going to happen. I love Jonny, and I am going to marry him, no matter what Olive will say.”

Well, that was unexpected. Honestly, Ophelia had come here in the hope that the Tricou cousins would have any idea what to do.

Even more unexpected was the sudden expression of respect on Gvaudoin’s face.



“It’s good to know that we agree on this at least.” Fricorith said. “Gvaud and I were planning to leave our heritages behind when this plan was announced. It would have been troublesome if you had been receptive to our elders’ plans.”

Ophelia blinked. “Oh. So, then I was all worried about nothing?”

“I apologize. We should have taken you into our confidence earlier.”



Now that this issue had resolved itself, Ophelia had to admit that the opportunity to talk to another family of witches was very welcome. Especially the idea of leaving her heritage behind appealed to her. Unfortunately, Gvaudoin had to disappoint her in that regard.

“With the Tricou bloodline, we only come into our power with adulthood. The Muendas start at teenage age. It’s too late for you.”

“Our families’ powers are quite different, you see.” Fricorith explained. “Your bloodline specializes in the command over life and death. This is how our families got connected. But I’m afraid Olive never mentioned this to you before…?”

Ophelia felt a foreboding shudder run down her spine. Keeping her voice calm, she answered: “Do you mind explaining this to me, then?”



Having come back to life, Jon Smith and Jennicor Tricou were keen to hang on to it. But their resurrection had come at the price of making them fully mortal again. Even the deception used to make Gabriel and Rainelle forget about their involvement taxed Jennicor’s powers to their limit.



“I don’t want to see their little world crumble when they realize that the whole of their relationship is built on an illusion.” Jennicor said as she watched the couple expecting their first child. “Not to mention that I do wish to see their children grown up.”



The Muenda family’s magic had been able to restore the Tricou’s lost lives, but it was not that century long lifespan with its powers that had once belonged to them. This had been beyond Olive’s abilities. Jon Smith and Jennicor tried to seek out someone who’s control over life and death was stronger than hers, but he refused to listen to their request, saying that he preferred not to upset the fragile balance Olive had barely restored.

“You see, Ophelia, your bloodline’s powers work best if there’s a balance between life given and life taken.” Gvaudoin explained. “Which means...”

Nervous, please stop walking into people's houses all the time. I know you're unemployed and bored now that the kids are grown up, but that doesn't mean you can bother all your neighbors. Also, please respect the storyline, you don't WANT to be near the Tricous!



“Olive brought back your family and Rainelle.” Ophelia finished. “Nine lives given. Which means nine lives taken.”

“Ten.” corrected Fricorith. “She had already paid one by the time she brought us back to life.”

Ophelia clenched her fists. “Their names.” she whispered.



Both Jonny and Ripp were overjoyed when Ophelia belatedly accepted Jonny’s proposal. The three of them lived happily together from that point on. Although Ripp sometimes thought that he saw Ophelia look at him with pity in her eyes.

I like Gvaudoin. I'll have to play a story focused on her some time.






“I have found one.” John Smith finally announced one day. “It had been so long that I was afraid that none of them remained. But he is there and we can use him to take back what is rightfully our power.”



“Of course he is completely unworthy of it, and that’s putting it mildly. And we will be weak. But it will give us the time we need to restore our family’s home and to see our heiress rise to power.”

"For instance, he suffers from Floating Blue Fang Syndrome, and I won't have any of those in my house."



“We will simply have to dispose of him afterwards.” Jennicor said. “Speaking of heiress, Gvaudoin has been informed that now that Jennail has given birth to two daughters, we will postpone our final decision. She appears to take this well.”



“It is done then.”


I went with vampires for the Tricous, because it fits in better with their theme than witches. Besides, Olive already has the evil witch side covered and I simply can't imagine Gvaudoin Tricou in white and with sparkles.


Coming up next: green children at the Curious home

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