THE girl has become two girls. One a kitchen drudge, the other meant to be a personal attendant, except that Mother won't allow her in her room, so that one's become a laundress.
I'm on the verge of hiring a healer to provide the necessary attendance. Mind you, Mother says she's fine, but that's patently untrue. She's failing.
And beneath the steely shell this has Father in a panic. I hadn't realised he ever noticed her presence, but he's going daft, presumably at the thought of losing her. Stares at her. Follows her room to room. Shouts when she announces her intention to leave the house for an engagement. Repeats her healer's orders as if she can't remember herself.
Come to think of it, we'd all be well served if he'd give up his post with the Wizengamot and sign on as her full-time carer. Well. The Protectorate would be well served; Mother, less so.
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Re: Private Message to Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy
Date: 2011-07-24 01:34 pm (UTC)I'm on the verge of hiring a healer to provide the necessary attendance. Mind you, Mother says she's fine, but that's patently untrue. She's failing.
And beneath the steely shell this has Father in a panic. I hadn't realised he ever noticed her presence, but he's going daft, presumably at the thought of losing her. Stares at her. Follows her room to room. Shouts when she announces her intention to leave the house for an engagement. Repeats her healer's orders as if she can't remember herself.
Come to think of it, we'd all be well served if he'd give up his post with the Wizengamot and sign on as her full-time carer. Well. The Protectorate would be well served; Mother, less so.