The strange face of a new identity (S1 Ep.5-13)

Rose e Kat

Seth: Why don't you answer the phone?

Joan: I don't have the strength to confront her, not yet! Do you know why I was yesterday at the Mausoleum?

Seth: Because you’re studying your grimoire! I’ve been around. Every Sunday hoping you would remember. - Joan saw an expression of pain caused by loneliness, by longing, feelings reflected in Mikhael’s eyes as he uttered those words.

Joan: Yesterday wasn’t Sunday! Yesterday, when Rose touched my journal from the 15th century, she was in a trance-like state, I only understood what really was happening after I touched her and absorb her visions.

Seth: Did she regained her memories?

Joan: I don't know, with a little spell, I interrupted what was happening. She got a little upset, not realizing what occurred. Even I didn’t realize it quite well. So I made up an excuse, I left her at home resting and came here hoping to get answers! But... - With tears in her eyes, she continued. - No one should have to go through this pain, how I was able to do this to you! I'll study day and night my grimoire, I’ll read every single book in the library, I’ll strengthen my forces, I’ll beg the spirits, I’ll do whatever it takes to end this curse put upon us.

Seth: No, Rebecca, I'll beg you! Don't do it!

Joan: With your memories restored, how can you live like this?

Seth: You don't know the real reason for all this, do you?

Joan: Yes, I do! For over a millennium, during the attack on the castle, the warriors who accompanied me on the escape sacrificed their lives for me to be reborn and keep our people's history alive. When my grandmother told me this, I thought it was just me the object of my spell, but now I see that it is not so, I convict you all too.

Seth: You haven’t got your memory completely! The first time, when I found you, you were older and immediately recognized me. This time, with your little gift, the search was much faster.

Joan: I do not understand.

Seth: Rebecca, what do you feel? – Asked grabbing Joan’s arm.

Joan: Nothing!

Seth: You're not strong enough! I'm not like you, my sister. I wasn’t reborn to retrieve my memories. I do not have the same spiritual abilities as you anymore.

Joan: I don't understand! How... How are you here? - The face of Mikhael changed, his canine teeth stood out, Joan was terrified at the sight that was presented to her and with the heart racing, she asked... - What are you?

Seth: Please be calm, Rebecca! Make an effort, try to remember...

Joan: NO, NO, NO, stay away from me!

Seth: Don't be afraid, please. – He Asked as he did his face went back to normal.

Joan: What kind of monster are you?

Seth: Monster?! - The words that Joan uttered, hurt like a knife in his chest. His sweet sister looked at him completely terrified. And if it was so now, how would look at him his beloved Anastacia. - There's not much I can say to make you understand, without your memories you might not comprehend, but I can tell you it was not an act of yours. What I am today is the result of my thirst for revenge. – And with the speed of a blink of an eye, Mikhael disappeared.

Joan: Mikhael, Mikhael?! "The angry Prince swore on his death would be revenge for all those who committed that heinous crime."