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alt_luciusTo-day has been more full than it had a right to be. Though much of that was due to sitting up most of the night with Narcissa and Barty, awaiting updates from the Healers as they stabilised Regulus and repaired the damage he did himself. Barty and I took it in turns to sit with her so that we could each monitor our various other responsibilities, since we neither of us expected to be able to leave soon. Finally convinced Narcissa to retire, though she would not leave the ward, but Healer MacCowan was kind enough to allow her a private room adjacent to his, for what remained of the night.
Early in the morning, however, Regulus awakened, in great distress despite the preparations the Healers had given him. Healer MacCowan explained that it was undoubtedly a temporary effect of the spells they had cast to reverse the amputation. Similar to re-growing bones, apparently.
No sooner had we settled him, and I hoped to take the necessary few minutes to fulfill my promise to young Miss Parkinson, when we were interrupted by the arrival of Narcissa's aunt. It seems that when Narcissa sent the elf back to Grimmauld Place (as indeed, became necessary when the creature would obey neither threat nor sound advice from either myself or Barty), he awakened his mistress and informed her of the situation. She, in turn, responded by choosing this, of all times, to make a supportive showing.
I think it was Walburga's appearance, more than Regulus' prognosis, that persuaded Narcissa she could leave the bedside herself. She has for the time being returned to Kensington, which she had ordered opened for us shortly after Flooing to St Mungo's yester-evening.
Barty also chose that moment to return to the Ministry, while I conveyed Narcissa to Kensington and there took a short rest before my weekly meeting with the Minister. By luncheon, Narcissa had returned to the ward as well - after visiting her niece, who is to be released soon. I think she wanted to speak to Healer Page about her post-hospital care, but learned from the medi-witch that Nymphadora's employer has already made provision for it. Interpret that to be a mark of a surplus in business owing to Laszlo's ability to maintain its trade during the worst of the epidemic, such that he feels he can support a shop clerk who is only partially able to perform her duties. However, should far rather she convalesce in her own home than at the Manor.
Returned to the St James' house, but the briefest attempt at correspondence was preempted by a summons to Windsor - and instruction to collect Narcissa and bring her along. Our Lord wished to know what had befallen His retainer and to be assured of Regulus' timely salvation. The Healers had told us this morning that Regulus might be discharged within a day, depending on whether his hand function is restored as quickly as they anticipate. Here Our Lord voiced His express wish that Regulus be brought direct to Windsor, that He might personally oversee his recuperation. Know this disappointed Narcissa in some ways, as she surely hoped to bring him to the country once more, but cannot conceive of more solicitous care on Our Lord's behalf, all the same.
We have only achieved the Manor ourselves. Neither of us took tea, nor are we in a frame of mind to wait for supper. Suspect we shall order a simple repast and each make an early night of it.
Early in the morning, however, Regulus awakened, in great distress despite the preparations the Healers had given him. Healer MacCowan explained that it was undoubtedly a temporary effect of the spells they had cast to reverse the amputation. Similar to re-growing bones, apparently.
No sooner had we settled him, and I hoped to take the necessary few minutes to fulfill my promise to young Miss Parkinson, when we were interrupted by the arrival of Narcissa's aunt. It seems that when Narcissa sent the elf back to Grimmauld Place (as indeed, became necessary when the creature would obey neither threat nor sound advice from either myself or Barty), he awakened his mistress and informed her of the situation. She, in turn, responded by choosing this, of all times, to make a supportive showing.
I think it was Walburga's appearance, more than Regulus' prognosis, that persuaded Narcissa she could leave the bedside herself. She has for the time being returned to Kensington, which she had ordered opened for us shortly after Flooing to St Mungo's yester-evening.
Barty also chose that moment to return to the Ministry, while I conveyed Narcissa to Kensington and there took a short rest before my weekly meeting with the Minister. By luncheon, Narcissa had returned to the ward as well - after visiting her niece, who is to be released soon. I think she wanted to speak to Healer Page about her post-hospital care, but learned from the medi-witch that Nymphadora's employer has already made provision for it. Interpret that to be a mark of a surplus in business owing to Laszlo's ability to maintain its trade during the worst of the epidemic, such that he feels he can support a shop clerk who is only partially able to perform her duties. However, should far rather she convalesce in her own home than at the Manor.
Returned to the St James' house, but the briefest attempt at correspondence was preempted by a summons to Windsor - and instruction to collect Narcissa and bring her along. Our Lord wished to know what had befallen His retainer and to be assured of Regulus' timely salvation. The Healers had told us this morning that Regulus might be discharged within a day, depending on whether his hand function is restored as quickly as they anticipate. Here Our Lord voiced His express wish that Regulus be brought direct to Windsor, that He might personally oversee his recuperation. Know this disappointed Narcissa in some ways, as she surely hoped to bring him to the country once more, but cannot conceive of more solicitous care on Our Lord's behalf, all the same.
We have only achieved the Manor ourselves. Neither of us took tea, nor are we in a frame of mind to wait for supper. Suspect we shall order a simple repast and each make an early night of it.