"I urge you to rethink this, Mimi." Hermione only just managed to hide the wince at Cicely’s overly familiar nickname. Cicely was the kindest of the Elders, the youngest and one of the few Hermione considered an academic equal. But she was soft. Too soft, in Hermione’s opinion, for this line of work. As far as she knew, Cicely hadn't taken a Contract in over a decade, and certainly not since she had been made an Elder. She was responsible for researching, observing, and creating items for the Domina. Her skills lay outside the dirty work, and it showed.