Narcissa

[alt_regulus]

Just letting you know, cousin, that I've arrived here, safe and sound. No lasting effects from the Apparating, though it's taken all afternoon to get my legs back under me.

Pleasure seeing you, though. You may be right about French wines after all. At any rate, a good bottle is an excellent thing indeed.

Also, I'm putting you on notice: when I next earn a reprieve long enough for a visit, I demand a rematch--and this time I'll bring the cards. I should have known that yours would be partial to their mistress.

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[alt_regulus]

Here. Yes, well, I'm beginning to appreciate how the Weird Sisters must feel from day to day: 'Helllooooo, Manchester!' 'Hellllooooo, Glasgow!' 'Helllooooo, Little Snodding!'

Perhaps one day we can settle our debate with a proper tasting, but for the time being I concede that your cellars contain the very best that France can offer.

Keep telling yourself that, do. But I'll be bringing the cards next time, nonetheless.

[alt_narcissa]

You never can figure out how to get rid of the poison cards, whether it's your deck or mine.

So your mission involves touring our great country, does it? No doubt you're leaving quite the trail behind, from fallen rivals to broken hearts.

[alt_regulus]

Your deck or mine.

Yes, well.

The poison cards follow wherever I go. I blame the broken hearts, if there are any, on them.