As soon as she arrived back at the Palace, as a newly inducted Acolyte of the Order of Merlin, Sally and Enola whipped her up straight up to her bedroom, forced her into a bluebell-blue dress that was far too clingy around the hips, arranged her hair so that it hung elegantly like a smoky frame to her face, then marched her back downstairs to be the lady of the hour. Even though she wasn't normally one to be the centre of attention, she gave to it this time, allowing herself to be fawned over by well wishers, as Sue and Luna pressed glasses of chilled white wine into her hands. It was good to see Sue down and amongst people, as she tended to lock herself in her tower room like a princess imprisoned in a fairytale and rarely ventured around the house.