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Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 534: Earth shattering disclosures.
Rufus wore a blank expression, uncertain about what his grandson was referring to. Wat bigger issues did they have to discuss? "But before we start on that, Maureen said something about Phoebe's powers coming from Star or Ze__something." He directed the question towards Maureen.
Suddenly the spirit's voice echoed in the room. "Zephyra! You old fool, I am your ancestor don't you dare address me by my name call me nana, none of that great, great, great, great, great.....there is too many of them before we get to me. Just call me nana and be respectful." Her words came out faster than her thoughts, for someone that often-preached patience to Phoebe, she lost hers in a flash.
The spirit's outburst left Rufus stunned and his eyelids fluttered like flower petals in the wind. "My ancestor?" His repetition of her words was selective, since he could not see the owner of the voice, his quizzical gaze drifted to Phoebe whom he believed to have the answers.
In response to his unasked question, Phoebe nodded. "Yes sir, there is a lot that you do not know especially about a lot of things. That night when I conjured the storm a spirit helped me. It is the spirit of Zephyra Saxon, your ancestor." She cleared the air on that.
Maureen huffed softly, the progress of revealing what they knew was relatively slow and they needed to hasten up so that they could get to Cillian's topic. "Uncle Rufus, if you are well conversant with your family tree like I am with mine then you must know who Zephyra is or was or at least you must have heard of her name even if she is not on the family tree." She pushed herself lips to one side.
Jaw clenched, Rufus willed the heavens to spit back the fragments of the memories that he had lost. He used to be so much sharper than he was now. Rufus missed being young suddenly.
"Well, the name does ring a bell, I believe that it belonged to an ancestor of mine, she was one of the seven witches that helped put Ravana away. In fact, she was not just that for she was rumored to be the head of the seven witch's coven. There was also a rumor that she was the personal assistant or servant to the first ever guardian.
Surely you cannot be talking about that same Zephyra. There are no pictures of her anywhere or records of what happened to her after the war, but it was said that she died. There is burial plot for a Zephyra in the Saxon cemetery. Honestly sometimes I think that she was a ghost that someone made up." Doubt seeped through his words like cracks in a glass.
"Hmm, I did not know that much about her, but I am certain that you are talking about that same Zephyra grandfather. She is certainly powerful enough to be the one." David scoffed, his amused eyes meeting those of the spirit.
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Rufus run his fingers through his white thinning hair; more confusion sparkled in his eyes. "That cannot be! Do you know how many years have passed since she was said to have died? Where has she been all this while, where did she disappear to after the war and why would she be in touch with Phoebe__ a Mayfair and not me? It makes absolutely no sense." He continued to deny the revelations strongly, not wanting to believe.
Wriggling its wrists, the spirit removed the spiritual veil that shielded it. "It is too bad that there are no pictures from that time to convince you, but it is I." It offered a dramatic bow.
"What do you mean no pictures! I think that there is a portrait of you on the staircase." Rufus replied, comparing the spirit's image to that of the portrait.
Flicking its fingers to dismiss the words, the spirit sat next to Rekha. "Forget that stupid excuse of a picture, it was me but also not me at the same time." Its displeasure was draped in diplomacy after all it was not the time to talk about nonsensical issues.
The explanation did not make sense to Rufus. Phoebe on the hand drew her own conclusion, Zephyra had probably possessed the body of one of the Saxon's at the time to help them fight in the supernatural war. Maybe it was another guardian of the space the way Phoebe was now.
Or maybe it was her and she used magic to create a body for herself which made it simpler for her to walk in the human world. Phoebe had read in a book that it was possible.
Maureen groaned, the spirit and her descendant were very slow and annoying. Since when was Rufus long winded? He used to be a straightforward person in the past. Old Rufus would have started chanting spells by now to force the spirit to show itself.
Maureen put one foot forward and she turned her head from Zephyra to Rufus and then back to Zephyra. "Maybe you should just show yourself to make this transition quickly because seeing is believing."
"Right, I forgot that he cannot see me." Zephyra chuckled.
She revealed herself to Rufus fully, relishing the look of shock on his face. She flicked her long white hair back and gave him an unnecessary smug look. She was daring him to argue that she was not his ancestor.
"It really is you!" Rufus uttered, still in disbelief. He put a hand on his mouth, stood up, sat down and stood again. His body could not decide where it wanted to be. "Wait if you are my ancestor then why did you choose to make contact with a Mayfair? Our very ancestors preached that Saxon's should always stick together, dead or alive. Why are you roaming around outside? Why haven't you moved on? I-i have a million questions, you can understand why."
A fond smile appeared on his face because he could feel warmth and familiarity coming from the ghost. He was also in awe, after all it was not every day that one got to meet a great ancestor of their family. She could tell him so much about their family history and old magic. He could hardly compose where he wanted to start from with his questions.
The spirit leveled its eyes to meet him. "I am with Phoebe because of the family inheritance, the Saxon pendant. Phoebe had it on her when she died and I was awakened at that moment." It unleashed a grenade of truth. There was no more time chit chat but earth-shattering disclosures only.
The revelation hit him like a gut punch and sent his knees buckling under his weight. His body finally decided which position it wanted to be in, sitting.