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Narcissa had left the House of Arch as quickly as she could once the whole situation with the clock was taken care of. It's not that it wasn't suitable to her tastes, she just refused to be any more in debt to him than she had to be.

The rest of the time, Narcissa has been up in her room, setting things to right and being her usual anti-social self. Until tonight, of course.

Currently, she's sitting at the bar, casually sipping a glass of sherry.

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And her husband sits down beside her, taking a glass of scotch for himself.

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Narcissa tries not to let the immense relief at seeing him show too much. They are in public, after all.

"Lucius. I hope you have been well." She places a hand on his. "I've missed you."

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Lucius offers her a controlled, polite, smile, and takes her hand in his.

"It has only been a few days."

Ah, the curse of Milliways.