When Samantha wants to help Jenna, she finds out her friend is the victim of a three hundred year old family curse...and a whole lot more.

A second clap of thunder sent the girls running behind Jenna. Samantha in turn, gave Endora a puzzled look.

The elder witch raised an eyebrow. “That meeting you wanted with the Witches Council? I think you're about to get it.”

As a huge cloud of smoke filled the living room, Samantha groaned, “Ohhh… boy.”.

Once the cloud dissipated, the cozy living room setting was replaced by a panel of three elder witches and a fourth witch wearing a crown.

Endora and Samantha curtsied in the presence of Queen Tichiba while Jenna and the girls stood still and silent.

“Arise …arise…”. Tichiba waved her hand. “We shan't stand on ceremony.”

The Queen nodded at Endora. “It's always nice seeing you again, Endora. Do tell Leonardo I’m still waiting for the painting I posed for.”

She then reached out and took Samantha's hand. “Hello dear, it's so good to see you again. We missed you at the last coven meeting.”

Samantha gave her a sheepish look. “Well…”

Tichiba patted her hand and smiled. “Oh I know I should be cross with you but you've always been a favorite of the court.”

“And little Tabitha”, she lowered her gaze. “My how you’ve grown since the last time we've seen you. I trust your mother has been instructing you in the proper use of your powers?”

Tabitha nodded. “Yes ma’am. I did a double today.”

Samantha's eyes went wide as she shook her head and frowned. Fortunately her boast went unnoticed as Tichiba turned away.

She waved her hand toward the three seated witches. “Of course you remember the ladies of the Council “

Samantha nodded and smiled. “Aunt Hagatha, Cassandra, Echantra… always a pleasure to see you. Welcome to my humble home.”

Cassandra raised an eyebrow as she regarded the furnishings. “Well…it's definitely humble but I suppose that is to be expected when a witch lowers herself to a mortal existence.”

“Now Cassandra,” Tichiba lightly admonished her. “We shall have none of that. We are guests in Samantha's home and we shall act accordingly. She asked for a meeting. We had an opening when the Sanderson Sisters rescheduled until Halloween, so here we are. Now…my dear, why have you summoned us here for a …”

Her voice trailed off as she noticed Jenna and the girls standing across the room. Her demeanor changed immediately. “Samantha …why is a daughter of the house of Rebecca Anne Stewart here? This court does not favor the descendant of a renegade anarchist witch!”