Chapter 289 - Conclave Ⅱ (2/2)
The crowd gasps at the Prince's openly acknowledging that they were descendants of the Percussor's. Even if there were other descendants still living none of them would ever claim to be a descendant of the assassination wizarding clans that had once existed and had been destroyed by the founders.
”But our forefather, Salazar Slytherin came to love our foremother, Lamia. As such a pact was made, we swore never to kill for coin again, but circumstances that they were caused the two to separate. Lamia and those remaining of our family fled to Gaul also known as France nowadays. There she bore him a son, Salazar Prince, named after his father and his clan. For he was the clan's last male heir, their prince. As such we changed our names from then on to Prince to recall our ancestor's sacrifice and so we have remained as Prince's ever since then,” Reginald said as he gently dropped the tapestry onto the ground.
”And unlike the so-called heir of Slytherin, we the Prince's can provide adequate proof,” Reginald said as he gestured for Tadbey to come forth. The purebloods are much too shocked at this point that seeing a house elf in black mourning clothes didn't seem like anything strange at all.
Reginald reverently opened the heavily enchanted wooden box that only the Prince head could open. Inside the small wooden chest were two items, a silver dagger, and a gold pendant. With care, Reginald removed the silver dagger encrusted with emerald gemstones in the figure of a snake that went across the handle.
Holding the silver, goblin forged dagger in the air, Reginald says, ”This belonged to our forefather Salazar Slytherin and since then for to us to keep.” This was all true, however, it had been given as payment rather than an heirloom. But some things were best left unsaid.
Reginald walked over to Arcturus Black much to the surprise that knew them for the two of them had an antagonizing relationship. ”You've seen more artifacts than I can count, Arcturus Black. Is this true or not?” Reginald asked as he carefully placed the silver dagger into Arcturus shaking hands.
Arcturus' hands shook as he studied the dagger and found the still perfectly carved shinning curved letters on the dagger, Salazar Slytherin. Pouring a bit of magic into the dagger, he can still feel the way it was forged and who it was given too.
Arcturus lets out a gasp of wonder, ”It is real! It is Salazar Slytherins dagger!” There is a rush of whispers as Arcturus reverently hands the dagger to the elder Mulciber at his side, who seemed to be in shock.
Reginald returns to the box and grabs the golden pendant from the box. ”And like the first Prince, his wife, Magia was special in her own right. For she was the child of Merlin Ambrosius himself.” Reginald held the glittering pendant in the air before the transfixed crowd. Walking over to Arcturus once more, he handed over the gold pendant as well.
Arcturus reverently took the golden pendant, before with a trembling voice saying, ”It is indeed Merlin Ambrosius's.” That heirloom too was passed onto another pureblood who reverently took the golden pendant.