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Lark handed her a scone. "It's protection. When Irregulars love, their magic gets... loud. The Society can track loud. And then they separate us."

"Yet," Indira said gently. "Irregular magic always hurts eventually. That's why the Society keeps you separate. It's kinder this way." That night, Maggit gathered the others in the kitchen. The house turned off its lights so no one could see them conspiring.

The Society still watches. Enforcers still visit. But the Binding holds, because Bindings made by Irregulars don't follow the rules. very secret society of irregular witches

And somewhere, the Society's tracking system quietly hums along, unable to find a single one of them.

Finch laughed—a rusty, surprised sound that made everyone freeze. He hadn't laughed in two years. Lark handed her a scone

The house plays "Moon River."

Indira's magic was precision. She could unspool a spell like thread, find the single knot where it went wrong, and snip. She had unmade nine Irregular covens personally. She never raised her voice. She never had to. "Irregular magic always hurts eventually

Lark's hands stopped kneading. "You're talking about a Binding."