A surge of compassion rolled through her as Rufina moved her hand to rest comfortingly on Evalina's own. It was a mercy that Meriwhether had not been at the Minsitry of Magic offices; Rufina would not be half as calm as she was now—limited though that was—were her child's safety in any question. She could only imagine what the other woman was feeling now.

At it was awful.

"Let us take matters into our own hands, then," Rufina said decisively.