The struggling made her panic. If Ursula slipped away then she had no control over what the other woman might work out, or what that foolish matron would say as she babbled Elladora’s secrets to the world without a second thought. So she did the only thing she could think of and apparated them both far, far away, all the way to London in the merest of moments. Grimmauld Place encased them both and she could still feel Ursula’s frantic panic but it was neither the safety of home or any particular desire to indulge her sister-in-law’s dramatics that made her finally let go.
She shouldn’t have apparated. Pain shot through her left hand like delayed fire and she glanced down to see blood streaming down her fingers, or what was left of them. Everything above the knuckle on her ring and smallest finger was missing and Elladora stared numbly at the space where her flesh had once been.
fabulous set by Lady <3