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"Well, we didn't get very far--it was just a first meeting. But, I think there's a chance, maybe, that she might be able to help." Claude didn't want to get his hopes too high, but this was the closest he'd felt to having any answers in a long time. All of the questions she had for him were valid ones, especially as he hadn't told her the meeting was even coming, but Claude was far too busy basking in the potential for results that he hadn't even stopped to consider whether he should be putting all his faith into the woman the Order had appointed. "I think she studies them, breaks them, probably sets them on people, hopefully not on myself," he joked, feeling lighthearted. "I believe she's a witch, which, I know to be careful, but she can't be one out to hurt us, if she was appointed by Arthur and the Order to help us. The how part, I'm not entirely sure." Claude wasn't even sure he wanted to know how Eda was going to go about absolving them of their curse--he would rather not be involved in the details of magic he would have nothing to do with. "Either way, it's all very exciting, I think. I know how desperately everyone affected wants to be rid of this, though, as much as I'd like to celebrate, I'm trying not to get my hopes up too high, as nothing's happened yet, but I'm so glad you're here. Adam would be telling me I sound ridiculous."
A sinking feeling of dread begins to develop in the pits of her stomach as she listens to Claude go on about the meeting, watching the obvious excitement and hope bubbling up within him that she so rarely saw anymore. It was wrong and selfish for her to not want this for him and the rest of her friends. Even more so knowing that she had the ability to undo it all, to bring them back to their lives of normalcy, and yet she still has no intention of even attempting to do so. Not until the elder Bete man was dead. No, she couldn’t let this curse be lifted. Her mind was already racing to think of ways she could potentially discredit Eda, or even the Order as a whole if necessary. But Zara couldn’t let that show, not now in front of her closest friend. She needed to appear supportive, but cautious, just as she always was with anything of potential danger or importance that crossed their paths. “Listen to yourself, though, Claude. You just admitted yourself that she could curse you all even further - who knows what this woman is capable of. You need to be careful,” she warns, frowning ever so slightly as she looks her friend over. No, it wasn’t the owl lady that he needed to fear but rather the woman standing right across from him - and he had no clue of it. None of them did. “I don’t want anyone else getting hurt or your situation getting any more complicated than it already seems to be.”
For the first time in years, Claude felt a sense of hope that he hadn't allowed himself to feel in a long time. Every bit of his research until now had hit a dead end, but after Eda had left his office, it felt like he was actually getting somewhere. Though she hadn't had all the answers now, she promised that she'd be getting back to him, and that was about as much of an answer as he'd ever had. With a cautious grin on his face, Claude savored the rest of his glass of whiskey, allowing himself a moment of gratitude and reflection before going back out into the restaurant.
The knock on his door was an unexpected, but not unwelcomed one. In fact, he was glad that Zara would be the first one who he'd tell about his meeting with Eda. She would allow him to feel optimistic in a way that Adam would likely later squash, and, for a moment, he simply wanted to savor the hope Eda had given him. "No, no, but come in, close the door," he instructed, sitting up in anticipation. "This woman stopped by, looking to discuss possible ways to break the curse," Claude whispered excitedly. "I think we're actually getting somewhere. Adam had contacted the Order, and they sent her, an expert of some sorts. It was just an initial meeting, just to get the details down, but I think she may be the one to finally get us some answers."
The instructions to close the door, with the obvious excitement in Claude’s tone as he said it was answer enough to the questions she hadn’t been able to ask aloud. He knew exactly who the owl lady was and she would bet her entire life savings right now that they had been discussing the curse. It was selfish, the fact that Zara didn’t want to find any type of cure or countercurse to help them, but she had to preserve her own safety and well being. Lifting the spell that affected them all would put her right back into forced obedience with Mr. Bete and there wasn’t anything she wasn’t willing to do to keep that from happening. Closing the door as she was told, her smile remains ever the same as she moves further into the room and sits down in the chair the older woman had just occupied.
“Break the curse?” she parrots back the words, as if she’s surprised to hear such a thing and hadn’t already pieced that together. While she’s never been the best actress in the world, over the years she’s had enough practice lying about her magic and family to keep up a simple act like this. “The Order? An expert? Claude, you’re losing me. I don’t understand - who, who was she and how will she be able to help you all? What does she study curses or spells or something? Surely, she can’t be some kind of witch herself, right? Would you really trust someone like that?” It felt right to appear at least somewhat skeptical, after all Zara herself wasn’t supposed to be impacted by this curse as far as her friends were aware - so surely she would know the least about their plans for undoing it. And she’s given none of them, other than Adam’s father, any reason to believe she knows anything about magic at all.
closed starter for @morethandusting location: bete estate - during the week adam refused to leave his room
For all that she had grown up knowing the halls of the Bete estate as well as her own, over the years Zara has grown to detest the building. There was a period of time when she had been freed from the estate and the Bete family as a whole, those happy years when her husband was still alive. But that time was long gone. Because for all she may no longer be entrapped in her magically binding contract to the head of its house, Zara still found herself working for the youngest Bete. While they had never been friends themselves and a large part of her still detested him, the higher than normal salary and support group that came from the rest of his staff was enough to keep her around despite her anger towards the entire Bete family line. Thankfully Adam’s father only had him in charge of the restaurant thus far, the man still running and maintaining the estate himself, so it was rare that she had to return and when she did, Zara made certain that she never ran into the head of its house.
But with a week having passed and Adam still refusing to leave his room, she made an exception and willingly stepped into the estate that to her felt more like a prison than a home. Glaring up the stairs where she knew her boss was holed up somewhere above, she made her way through the foyer and into the kitchen where she knew her friend would likely be working. “Fifi?” she called as she entered, smiling to herself as the girl jumped ever so slightly at the sound. “Sorry. Any luck getting him out for breakfast? You know, I’m half tempted to just ram the entire door down and drag him out whether he likes it or not. This is getting ridiculous.” If she still had her magic that was exactly what she would have done by now - but then again, if she still had her magic none of them would be in this mess and he likely wouldn’t be hiding away in the first place.
closed starter for @ccogsworth location: claude's office
Passing by Claude’s office, she originally had no intention of actually stopping to speak with him, but there was a flash of white through the door window that caught her eye and had her freezing in her step. She couldn’t make it obvious that she was looking, but that wouldn’t be a problem because all she needed was one more glance to see that it was indeed who she thought draped across one of those chairs. Forcing herself to continue walking, Zara returned to her desk outside of Adam’s office as a million thoughts and questions raced through her head. The biggest one was the easiest to answer - why was Claude talking with the owl lady? About the curse, of course, there was no other reason for him or anyone in their friend group to need anything from the elusive self-proclaimed wild witch. But how had he found her? How long had they been in contact with each other? How much did they know? Those were the questions that continued to swirl round her mind as she waited, trying not to be too obvious in the way she watched his door.
When it finally opened though, she kept her eyes locked tight on her laptop screen, typing away as if busy at work and refusing to risk making eye contact with the woman. For all Zara knew who she was, she could only hope that the owl lady didn’t recognize her as well. She wasn’t as prominent of a figure in the magical community, not the way that the other woman was, and everyone knew Eda tried her best to stay out of the politics of the witch world anyway… so it wasn’t very likely that she would have known Zara even if they had directly spoken to each other, but she couldn’t take the small chance of being exposed right in front of her friends. It wasn’t until the blonde was out the door and a few minutes had passed that Zara stood from her desk and made her way to stand in the doorframe of Claude’s office. “I didn’t have you down for a meeting today,” she points out, tilting her head to the side ever so slightly and watching the man closely as she asks her next question. “Is everything alright? I don’t think I recognized that woman from being around here before. Is she a new vendor or partnership we’re looking to reach out with?”
zara arora potts // twenty-nine // secretary & former enchantress
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