Two days. Beatrice wanted to be at the Keston home for no more than two days. Of course she knew that was not likely. If Francisco was back as she’d heard, then she would probably have to stay around longer...for Antonio’s sake. The three Maestro’s would likely be made to attend some pureblood function before Beatrice narrowly escaped disgracing them all. But today, she needed to be at the Ministry, easily done enough from outside the Greater London area. There were small affairs to get in order that afternoon. The elevators were truly a sight to behold she thought, but her expression changed when the doors opened again to reveal a face that broke her heart. “Grace.” The brunette shifted herself in the elevator to make space for the other. “You’re here...already?” @gracetuft
