[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9F6D88]Fleur La Mallificum[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/0f58161262c5a5fd9a36a3bfda0e5089/tumblr_onc46vdSIu1tebpzgo1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=9F6D88][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Witch Coven House[/center][hr]

Before she went to her own room, she turned back to Malekith, [color=9F6D88]"Oh, and do try not to harm the little ones, Mal. They are still very much useful."[/color] Fleur knew having Malekith handle the children was probably a silly decision, but she wanted to show that she was still in charge. She left to have Nera and Mal deal with their respective tasks as she made her way into her bedroom.

She needed to look the part. She had no fancy dresses to speak of, though. What use would she need of them anyway? Instead, she looked into the mirror she kept in her room and waved her hands as a dark mist cascaded over her. Her current outfit began to elongate and wrap around her. Soon, the fabric changed, the color muted, and she was left with a [url=http://www.onesimplegown.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/10/off-the-shoulder-sexy-black-tone-ball-gown-E5-2.jpg]dress[/url] much more fitting for a formal event.

She put on her best sandals and fixed her hair in an up-do. Satisfied with her work, she made her way downstairs to meet with the others.