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Alicia was exhausted. She hadn’t had a quiet moment all day. At 7am she had been woken up by her alarm going off, telling her there was an emergency in West London to take care of. Once she got there she’d been met with five muggles sitting, pale as ghosts, muttering about men disappearing into thin air. After thirty minutes Alicia had successfully wiped their minds of the incident and calmed them down enough that they were allowed to leave.

The rest of her day had followed in similar fashion and Alicia, who usually only had a few incidents a week, hadn’t had time to sit down for more than five minutes here and there. Now she was sprawled out in a chair at the Leaky Cauldron waiting for the drink she had ordered. A shadow passed her table and she stretched out her hand. “Thank god. Keep them coming and I’ll love you forever.” When she lifted her head she realised that it wasn’t a waitress standing in front of her. “Oh, shit. Sorry.”

Eden sighed contently, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes. She'd finally finished all that was on Amity's list, and the requested gown from the woman that came by earlier. She was too tired to go outside in the snow, now, and it was almost nightfall, anyway. Amity should be back soon, she thought sleepily to herself. 

Before she knew it, Eden had fallen asleep, her face resting on the fabrics that lined the table in front of her. And then, suddenly, she was jerked awake by a knock on the door. 

Is it Amity? she thought, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she stood. But once glance at the clock told her that her mentor was due in at least a few hours. Who could it be?

Eden opened the door, still half-asleep. It was... Queen Susan?