𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦.

[ A little prickle of comfort ripples through her at Claire's suggestion, in part because it landed and hadn't been deemed as silly or ridiculous. ]

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘴.

[ Hilda loved a little trouble as much as the next person, but her taste for politicians throwing a little fit about where Summoned arrived and where they went wasn't her cup of tea. ]

𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘰. 𝘖𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺: 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦.