Halliwell Manor has been empty for several years. The layer of dust that has accumulated on the furniture is unpleasantly thick. There are cobwebs in every corner, waiting to spring themselves on an unsuspecting visitor. The rooms smell musty, like a waterlogged library. Though the garden shows signs of maintenance, the interior is oppressively lifeless. Without people to fill it, the house has become a shadow of its former self. Underneath all of that, the place is the same as the sisters remember. Halliwell Manor looks like home.
"Our ancestors managed through many generations. I'm not saying it isn't worrying, but we are at least proof that is doable."
Is the book going to cooperate with giving information about who could have possibly killed the other witches?
"The Halliwells haven't had the Power of Three in a while. It doesn't stay in one family, but it has to be three powerful witches, all related. That usually puts a damper on things, if we have anything to say about it."
"I'm noticing the trend. Huh, if you and Felicia have children are they going to get any extra power from you?"
"If anyone's curious about it, I can clear it up. They won't inherit anything from me. I mean, they'll be guaranteed to be witches, not like if I was just a mortal, but they won't have any link to my side of the family. Warlocks give that up when we become what we are."
"Fair enough. Ah, warning, Beatrix is making out and likely having sex with a friend in her room."
"The most important part of the statement was the fact that we have an innocent in the house... that word feels wrong applied to Lan."
Upstairs? Upstairs.
"Grand. Is there anything stopping me from writing a FAQ in the Book of Shadows? I bet there isn't one, but it totally deserves one."
Yeah, Fernanda is not equipped to handle bitterness. Her reaction to someone being bitter is pretty much "well this person gets how terrible the world is".
They reach the attic. "Warren is here." She announces.