Re: Katherine and Walden
Katherine moved with a frown on her face, ready to tell the careless person off for messing with her robes, though when she saw the face of Walden Macnair, she quickly held her tongue. She did manage to stop the shudder of fear, but her eyes widened just a fraction of a second before she was once more in control of her features.
She might not be the most politically interested person in the world, but she knew enough to know that Macnair was not a man to cross, even if he rightfully should be somewhere underneath the bottom of her shoe. Or in jail. Or dead. Either suited her fine.
"Mr Macnair," she said, inclining her head and giving him a smile. "It's really nothing to worry about, accidents happen." She wanted nothing more than to be far away from him. Bellatrix Lestrange, Lilith, they were easier - this was different. "Please, don't let me keep you. A busy man such as yourself must have more important people to speak to," she said with a smile.