"It's not the ring. It's the husband with minions."
Tracey curled her fingers into the thin pillow as tried to tug it into a better position for her aching head. "Not my choice. He's a pig but useful." She opened her mouth to say more only to whimper as the reminants of the truth potion and the Unspeakable geas clashed as she skirted too close to things involving her Ministry job.