The next few days were hazy in Isobel’s mind. Sitting in the great big hall in the castle with the entire magical community behind them, listening to the final song for Michael before he was sent on his way. The council were all seated around the casket on special high back chairs.
Only his at the head the chair was empty. It would be taken up by Radagast after the funeral. He would have to move to the city with her now. She looked at the man sitting next to her, looking straight ahead of him. His face was cold and pale.
Willow was kind enough to take care of all the arrangements for them. Making sure everything was done as Katharine wanted it. Next to Radagast, a quiet Katharine was sitting, with her veil covering whatever emotions she was feeling.
Isobel looked ahead, and the Counc
