Walburga had to admit she was feeling a little tired. Her late escapades had caught up with her, and she’d forgotten how much it drained her. She really was not getting any younger, and it probably would help to remember that. Luckily she was able to laze around in bed for most of the day. She’d purposely chosen last night knowing she had no other plans on the coming day. That meant she could mooch around her house, and just generally rest. It had been a good thing she’d planned it that way.
It was a little later in the afternoon now, and she was resting in the parlour a book in her hand. She looked up as she heard footsteps, and she smiled pausing in her reading. “Regulus, my dear. I trust you’ve had a good day?”
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