I watched her and I could tell she was confused and uncertain, maybe even frightened. It was said a long time ago that the power of witches was only strong through the male line, but would only manifest in the females. This was perhaps the truest thing in my family. My father's blood was the strongest magical gift, but I couldn't have used any magic event o save my life, yet I could see magic and I could sense it easily.<br/><br/>"Yah insane enh," I said offering her a gentle smile. It might be crazy, but it was designed to make their family stronger. By choosing only strong people to be in their family, by choosing the strongest bloodlines to add into their family their family grew in strength and magic. I didn't understand it either.<br/><br/>"Your strong, and your at the right age to develop your gift. Their forcing you to see the truth," I said simply, even if it wasn't this simple it was all I could offer her. I watched her wondering if this would be the day I died or the first time I had sex. Well I might be from an insane family, but at least I had the prospect of sex to look forwards too. Or death. Yah but that wasn't what I wanted to think about.