Chapter 66 - Brunch at the Malfoy’s (2/2)
Lucius blinks in surprise at his father at so easily accepting his answer. ”What is so special about the Prince's? After all, the Prince household is all but extinct except for a few cousins from the side branches living in France.”
”Mm, extinct, almost,” Abraxas said in agreement. ”But make no mistake, the current head of the Prince family, Reginald Prince is far from being so easily overcome.”
”Reginald Prince? What is so terrible about him?” Lucius curiously inquired.
Abraxas leans back into his seat as he carefully answers, ”Reginald Prince, he and I did not get along during our formative school years. As for his younger sister, Georgine Prince, she is a cold, sarcastic woman, and a most deadly witch to be reckoned with. If I recall correctly, she even once went toe to toe with Pollux Black. Not a small feat to be so easily ignored.”
Seeing his father pause, Lucius carefully prods further, ”So, the Prince family members are powerful dueler's, I still fail to see the problem.”
”The Prince family comes from a long line of powerful witches and wizards that specialized in dueling,” Abraxas slowly said. ”There are less than savory rumors that the Prince family were once, Percussor's.”
”Assassins?” Lucius choked in disbelief. ”But were not all the assassin wizarding families destroyed by the four Hogwarts founders?”
”Mm, indeed,” Abraxas mused. ”But there were unconfirmed speculations that Salazar Slytherin may have owed the Prince family a favor or two. Naturally, they are just rumors, but still, the Prince's have always been shrouded by a touch of shadows that much is true. Why even Reginald Prince has rumors about him.”
”Like what father?”
”Such as the true reason he retired from dueling was not because, Reginald Prince was old, but rather the old prince was requested to do so my Grindelwald himself. Wild rumors, no doubt, but they cannot be entirely ignored.”
”I'm certain, they're nothing more than rumors. A hoax if you will,” Lucius somewhat stiffly said.
”You are right on that aspect, my son,” Abraxas said in agreement.
Quickly changing the subject, Lucius says, ”And what of Tom Riddle? I did see that he is in the papers this morning.”
Abraxas throughs back his head and laughs. ”Yes, well, I have no doubt that those that did not believe my words are not hurriedly distancing themselves from that muggle-born wizard. But still,” Abraxas paused. ”I fear that some are so blinded that they will say that they are lies.”
”Well, what can you do against foolish fanatics?” Lucius mumbled as he took a bite of toast. He purposefully neglected to mention the fact that they were once part of the said faction.
”Yes, there is that,” Abraxas mused. ”Either way, I'll make sure to dissuade his starchiest of supporters by paying them a visit.”
Lucius nods in approval of his father's wisdom as he finishes his brunch. Not long after Abraxas departs with a cloak in hand to bask in the limelight and persuade a few wayward sheep back to the fold. Either way, the scene would very much cater to Abraxas's needs.