She considered how far away Nora’s office was and though her mind deemed that it was a perfectly reasonable distance Morwenna was not convinced her body felt the same. But there were no alternatives and she could see the logic in the younger witch’s suggestion: Elinor’s pragmatic, quick-thinking would make her an excellent division head, or perhaps even assistant head of the whole department in a few years, but Morwenna felt increasingly as though she wasn’t going to be here to see Nora flourish and she doubted the young woman would take any advice from her now.

“I believe so,” taking a tentative step Morwenna was pleasantly surprised to discover that her legs, for once, were doing their job. Christ almighty she was a wreck these days. Forcing back tears that were born equally of embarrassment and despair Morwenna tried to regain her composure before they faced the corridors beyond her door. “Thank you Elinor.”

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MJ knows my soul rings to the rune of this iconic hat