Mercy: You promised me.To be my mother, to make me one of you, that I might marry Sebastian and become a princess.
Countess: Your wishful mind promised you all those things.

The dangerous and troublesome relationship between the ancient pureblood witch Countess Von Marburg and reckless Essex witch Mercy Lewis.

A relationship born as an exchange of favors and that is over to become yet another disappointment for the poor Mercy. Mercy looks at the Countess as a model to aspire to, the quintessence of the Witch while for Countess Von Marburg Mercy is only a rough Essex witch, nothing more than a means for her purposes.

Throughout the Salem series


Memorable Dialogues

Mercy: Who are you?
Countess: Call me your fairy godmother. Here to grant your wishes.
Mercy: Leave me be. I'm no child anymore to be beguiled by fairy stories. And I'm all out of wishes.
--in Ill Met by Moonlight
Mercy: I tell you, madam, after a lifetime of betrayal and torture I've not a drop of trust left in me. I couldn't believe if I tried.
Countess: But I do not ask you to trust. There, now. Come and see.
--in Ill Met by Moonlight
Countess (to Mercy): Do you not think that this flesh has seen a lifetime of wounds and scars and the ravages of time? And yet, behold It retains its youth. And so, too, will yours. Whatever torments have marred your flesh marred even your soul will be washed away.
--in Ill Met by Moonlight
Countess: There's a reason we use the tub for that, mercy.
Mercy: Oh, I know. I'm so sorry. It was just Oh, it was so good.
Sebastian: You will be sorry, you filthy, little wretch!
Countess: Children, children It's only a little blood. Come along, Mercy. It's intoxicating, isn't it? Oh, I was going to give her the girl anyway. Perhaps we can squeeze a few more drops out of her. I want Mercy to look her best tomorrow.
Mercy: Why? What is tomorrow?
Countess: Mm, tomorrow, you will fetch me a most special lamb.
--in The Beckoning Fair One
Mercy: You promised me.
Countess: Promised you what, child?
Mercy: To be my mother, to make me one of you, that I might marry Sebastian and become a princess.
Countess: Your wishful mind promised you all those things. I promised you to return the beauty with which you were born and to make Mary Sibley feel your pain and beyond.
Mercy: It's not enough. But what was Anne Hale doing in there? That spoiled, stupid Anne Hale.
Countess: Anne Hale is my true and precious daughter. She is a real Marburg.
Mercy: Since when? What has she ever done for you?! I have fetched those children for your bath.
Countess: As a good servant must
Mercy: I am nobody's slave (tries to slap the Countess)
Countess: Oh, that was an awful mistake.
Mercy: I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. It was a mistake.
Countess: It's too late. Too late. See, trust is a very fragile thing. Trust is so easily broken and so impossible to rebuild. It's as fragile as flesh and bone.
Mercy: Please! I'm so sorry! I really am! No, please!
Countess: Now get out! And if you are so powerful, heal yourself! If I see your ungrateful face again, I will peel it like an apple.
--in The Witching Hour




  • This is the second failed relationship where projects the Mercy of her desire to have a mother figure of another woman; the first time was with Mary Sibley.
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