#fitting timing

:0 ! my remake blogggg after getting Scrubbeddd by [#the usual men] turned 5 years old just now 🥲 they didn't stop me lol and i was right 👀📊 happy birhday @ abuzd and rip angeltw and sickeda and All The Old Ones <3

Prompt:

"Miss, your father requests your presence." Alecto ran a hand through her wild hair. She was tired enough that her first reaction was one of irritation, Dear Merlin I just got home, when was the last time you went on a raid father?, but by the time her hand pulled from from the tangles it was shaking with nerves. “Tell him I’ll be right there.” As always she considered leaving out her window but it would only delay the inevitable better to hold on to some shred of her pride and walk to him rather than be dragged. She dragged a brush through her hair, it wouldn’t do to look a mess it’d only give him another reason to be furious with her, and walked the death waltz to her father’s study.

"Come in and sit down, Alecto." Alecto paused out of confusion at the unexpected tone. It was almost warm. It made her skin crawl as she tried to think of what horror would make her father sound like that to her. She stepped into the room carefully to see him looking up from a letter and with an expression close to a smile as she ever saw in his face. She sat stiffly in the chair in front of his desk and waited for him to speak. 

"I’ve received some wonderful news which I know you will be overjoyed to hear. This is from the Macnairs, you are familiar with their heir, yes?” She nodded slowly a realization beginning to bloom in her mind. “I know you have been anxious to fulfill your purpose as a daughter of Carrow house, correct? Correct?" His tone sharpened when she hesitated. "Yes, father. Of course, father" His smile returned,"So I know you’ll be pleased to hear that we will be signing an official betrothal contract for you soon, with the Macnair heir."