Now, there was Griselda. Griselda had been the head of the noble house Marchbanks after her mother died. The Marchbank family was matriarchal. If he was going to lose this alliance, then his chances to become chief warlock were sinking. Oh, how he wished to get the Kurusu brat here and now and enforce the boy to rekindle his bonds with his biological family. There would be a lot of trouble for him and Griselda, but it seemed like Griselda was preparing for a back-up plan, in case something bad was going to happen. But he would be roasted, if anyone found out that it was on his order. Those fools would have questioned him, if Griselda had told anyone that she had done everything under his order, but thank Merlin, she promised to keep his actions out of it. But he couldn’t entrust her with his fair share of secrets without being revealed.