This was it. There was no turning back now. Not that Joyce Darlington would turn back given the chance, oh no. She'd heard through the grapevine about the recent goings-on inside these castle walls and as a new member of the faculty, she felt personally responsible to help turn things back around. To ensure that the students graduated from this fine establishment with memories that could be looked back on fondly, and not with horror. And with top-notch grades, of course.
Ankle boots click-clacking against the stone floor, Joyce marched her way up to the staff dais, happy to note that she was neither the first or the last to arrive.
"I trust everyone had a pleasant journey," she commented lightly in greeting as she rounded the table, smoothed down her robes and took her seat at the table. Right at the very end. That suited her just fine.
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