Ziya snorted over her champagne. With no plans to marry again, the whole arrangement baffled her. She couldn't pretend to understand other's marriages and the only good thing she had gotten out of hers were her beautiful children. The rest was scars and nightmares.

She nodded along as Sina went on. All good points, the ministry could use fresh blood and somebody who wasn't a stuffy old pureblood, but her opinion on Mr. Dempsey still wasn't solidified. "Do you think he can actually handle it?" Though Ziya didn't know him very well, Mr. Dempsey hardly struck her as the kind who could run wizarding kind the level of efficiency it needed.