Miles had gone to put his broom away once they got back to the flat, and Daphne headed through to Millicent's to pick up Nigel. There was a headache forming that had nothing to do with being bonded, and everything to do with the fact this wasn't going to be easy to wriggle his way out of.
The damn manor recognised her as a Bletchley. That wasn't going to just go away overnight. Fuck.
But when he followed Daphne into Millicent's to see Liam, he'd steeled his face into something that showed how happy he was to see Liam.
That's when he saw how pale Daphne's face was pale, and that Liam and Millicent and Ella were all huddled around their damn marriage certificate.
Well Fuck.
"I can explain..." Which really wasn't the right thing to say.