‘Of course if I do happen to see Mr Tumnal, or hear from him, I shall be sure to let him know that – that—’
‘Kathryn.’
‘That Kathryn was looking for him.’ She smiled.
Almost immediately as Kathryn had said her name, she knew instinctively that it was a mistake. She now felt just like in of her story books, that when you tell a faery your true name it is to give it power over you. Kathryn hated herself for the thoughts as her rational brain tried to reassure herself hat after all, what could an old Headmistress do to her.

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