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And who is this little bird?

I am the High Priest's daughter by blood, yet he denies me the Blackwood name.

- Edward? - Impossible.

and, Satan willing, the wedding itself!

I shall speak, and I shall be heard.

Your ambition knows no bounds.

No, I won't have a Spellman ascend over me, sorry.

Thank you, Father.

Ah... At the risk of straining your mercy and generosity,

and when confronted, he spirited himself away.

I'm too wired to sleep.

He was covered in blood, dagger in hand,

A day of greatness for the Spellman family shall now,

I'm sorry, Auntie, but it's true.

Come, Zelda, we must return to the Academy.

The only thing that matters is you.

Surely the Dark Lord would've come by now if He were coming.

I'll need family by my side at the Unholy Altar today.

There was an independent inquiry conducted by the Council when your parents died.

It is time to push our little half-breed further towards the Dark Lord's prophecy.

Not until I hear it straight from the horse's mouth.

And I rose in the Church of Night's ranks.

- [bubbling] - I'll get you a drink.

[sighs] Unclear.

will now be sheathed with mine

[Father Blackwood] Ah.

we're... setting a date.

and now she means to steal my husband.

He only picks the most devout brides to... christen on their wedding eve.

I'd present my Judas Society's five tenets, outlined here,

And I can tell from your expression.

Who was that earlier?

- If you can't say anything nice... - [Hilda] Hm?

- And I have grown rather fond of him. - [caws]

My brother, who's been dead for 16 years.

Ambrose Spellman is not here.

- I... - You're all right. You're all right.

As for ghosts, the only specter I'm worried about is Constance Blackwood.

I mean, your aunts and Ambrose are at the Academy.