I love Mrs Earwig, simultaneously too large of an ego and too small of an imagination to ever doubt herself.
Fairy glamour? What's that?
Queen of the fairies? Why should I care?
You're better than me? Tell it to someone who gives a shit.
Every other witch has to mentally fortify themselves to face the fairies in battle while she's out there having the time of her life, finally getting the respect she always thought she deserved.









