The two sisters were trying to heal themselves from the circumstance but Narcissa had already acknowledged that what she had witnessed was  something beyond coping, survival, lust and control. it was something far more intricate. She could not step between whatever was to happen next. after the two sisters had finished their argument, Narcissa had left her sisters room and had sought refuge downstairs in the living hall, away from most of the atmosphere. Burying her mind in reading, alcohol and the heat radiating from the fire, she was satisfied to forget the subject for now.