It all begins with a very simple question.
"How much do you love him?"
The problem with mysteries is that they are wont to wind and curl over themselves, revelling in the complexity of human emotion, timing and opportunity, until the threads are so tightly twisted that they become a chore to untangle. People lie all the time for their own petty reasons. They jump to conclusions, their anger and greed blinding them to the truth. Yet now with all the players assembled, the truth was bound to come out, and the real story went like something like this.
The previous High Witch was the sort of woman who was pragmatic to a fault. In the wake of the war, she had decided that emotion would hold no sway over her decisions. Logic and cold, hard principles were what mattered in order to survive in
