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She realized he was toying with her, but she had no other choice but to clench her teeth and bear it, in light of the fact that she was wearing the dress he had bought for her. Harold was waiting outside the house with his cane in hand, anxiously looking out for them. The car stopped outside the large mansion that was as grand as a castle, and Chloe felt something was amiss when she saw it. Although Jake's uncle was wealthy, his family was not considered one of the wealthiest in Aesper. How could they afford such an extravagant estate worth billions while he was just a financial analyst? She asked in a low voice, "Is this your ancestral home?" Joseph answered, "Yeah, my ancestors have lived

Ashton declared. "Our father grew up here, and I wondered why he chose to reside at Astikoz hills when he could have the Pritzgold family ancestral home since he was the only heir," Ashton added, and I agreed with him. "Oh no!" I heard Isabelle say and gasped; when I raised my head, I saw Clark's helicopter at the helipad at the back part of grandpa Henry's mansion; since we came from the lake, we could see the back part of his magnificent house.

Louisa's POV It was a gigantic maze-like garden, just like the one that Harry Potter needed to go through to get the Goblet of Fire. On the other side of the maze, I could see a golf course, a tennis court, a giant swimming pool, and several swans cruising on a lake. I looked up and saw the mansion behind me. It wasn't a mansion. Technically speaking, it was a museum-like castle. I knew Lucas Sigler coming from a well-off family, but I hadn't thought that he was this kind of filthy one percent rich.

I guess this is not his first time here. "Where are we?" I asked, my curiosity piqued because it seemed we were already in an estate because of the few stunning buildings around. "Almost there," Vincent replied, his eyes sparkling. The car turned onto a winding driveway, lined with lush green trees. An old manor that looks like a stunning castle came into view and I doubt Vincent is the only one living here. "Sylvester Bug Castle," I breathed, reading the caption on the wall, and Vincent chuckled. "My family's ancestral home. You'll love it here." Vincent murmured and I couldn't help but smile.

I had to find her, no matter what it took. I drove to Stone Castle, my family's ancestral home, feeling a sense of trepidation. The castle loomed before me, its stone walls and turrets a testament to our family's wealth and power. We had been one of the most influential families in Chicago for generations, and Stone Castle was a symbol of our status. As I entered the castle, I was greeted by our butler, Jenkins, who led me to my father's office. My mother was sitting in the living room, looking lovely but homely as always. She smiled at me briefly, but I could see the worry in her eyes.

I say, taking a step backwards. "Rory," She calls, and I flinch. "For what it's worth, I really am sorry." I nod, walking out, steadying my breathes as I walk to the Living Room, see everyone sitted. "To break the curse fully, we need Alexandru, Lily and Rafe ofcourse, in a circle, holding eachother. We'll need the blood of the people you love the most, not to be Harry Potter-ish, but Love is the way to break this, the Ancestors casted the spell out of pure hatred, and with Love, we'll reverse it, actually, erase it."

Blossom POV After driving through the night, Dean and I arrive at his family's estate—a sprawling castle that has stood for nearly a millennium. Over the centuries, it has been furnished, refurbished, and expanded, adding layers of character to its ancient walls. The center tower, known as the "keep," boasts a spire that reaches toward the heavens, embodying a sense of reverence for the past. Inside the keep, an atrium is adorned with a magnificent staircase that spirals upward to the very top of the tower.

I can’t bear to have her hurting. “Look at that!” Isaac’s words are loud as he points to the manor. “That’s where I grew up,” I explain. The pups turn shocked. “In the palace?” Thorin asks. Confusion is clear on his face. “No darling, that’s the manor,” I explain. They all look at me, still confused. “It’s inside the palace gates, Mummy,” Thorin explains. I nod, maybe I should have explainend better.

Aside from the healing power, the silver shade pack was almost void of anything magical. I arrived at the northern wing of our great mansion and went straight to his potion room. If what I think he did was what he did, then he would be there now. I flung the door open and I met a devastating sight. “Father!”

There was no need to stay in Amalgamation much longer than he ought to. “I must say though that it was pretty careless of Lily to not erect a barrier before discussing such a sensitive matter.” Mane sighed and chalked up the Elemental Princess’s oversight to how overwhelming the entire situation was. Once he was certain of what his friends were up to, he moved to the mansion of the ancestors. And the first was Ancestor Ice’s home.