Laura McLaren: The mother of Diana Cavendish IV

Bernadette's return

POV Narrator:

The first night was spent in the Cavendish family residence, what had been a tremendous tense night, since Laura and Bernadette were in constant fear of Marie and Amelia plotting something against them, like poisoning the food, or even harming their sleep, so much so that they barely left the room, staying only in that place for the rest of the day, which wasn't too bad for the couple that took advantage of all that to make as much love as they wanted in that place, They were so well prepared for that situation that they even took some food for themselves in their luggage, so they prepared a romantic dinner in that room, including a cheese fondue with bread and grape juice, since they didn't drink anything. Clarie and Daryl, the older Cavendish only focused on healing all her daughter's wounds at once, so that she would be fully recovered from the training, besides that she would come back stronger, forcing what she could and couldn't to leave the girl in that state, besides that she would wear normal fighting clothes, which would already give a huge jump in power since both trained with weight and restricting magic, The older one restricted less magic in relation to the younger one since she was extremely confident of the victory she would have, thinking it would be very easy, even more so because she wanted at all costs to face Laura to get revenge for her daughter, to defeat the witch blamed for leaving her in that condition, in her logic.

Saturday, December 29, 1990

The day of the fight arrived, both girls are getting ready for the event that morning, Laura and Bernadette's couple, are just getting everything ready to face both girls, since after a lot of teasing the day before there was no way to escape that fight was imminent to happen, by all means it would happen and there was no way to escape, It was the great destiny of the family after all, a defeat could cost the ruin of all the Cavendish, the two put on very discreet clothes, with sports pants and a tank top with a fireproof top and magic underneath, since they could burn the clothes during the fight due to the spells that were cast by Clarie and Daryl. And they also put on fighting shoes that were more like boots, but gave them more agility when moving, and a jacket over them because it was extremely cold outside and they didn't want to get hypothermia on the fighting side, plus hits usually hurt a lot more when they are hit in the cold, so this made them both prevent themselves from all that. Daryl and Clarie also put on similar outfits, with both of them going more with camouflage suits as if they were going to war, while the lesbian witch duo opted for a more understated look wearing an Abidas ensemble, which would be good for striking.

POV Bernadette:

Although I am the first person to be against violence and this kind of fight, I think that there is no escape from it, it will be a necessary evil, even more so because there is no escape from all the violence that is devastating my family... Well, at least I have to keep confident, calm and above all not be extremely anxious and scared to death... Fear I can have, which is what controls me so that I don't die, but what I can't do is to let it take over me to the point that my psychological state is destroyed? And come on Bern, you've defeated your mother before, it's not the end of the world, I'm much more trained than I was that time, I went through real training this time... If having sex between training sessions can be called training since both Laura and I are a little too perverted to get to that point of having sex every single day... Although... We are still like that... But let it go... At least we were lucky to make love yesterday before our periods started... Fighting with colic would have been a terror... We were lucky in this one, well, let's go, I know it's only one fight... Of many yet, but it is to fight so that I can have peace in this place, it is to fight so that our history is not erased... In this reflection, while I was bandaging my hands, Laura hugged me from behind, passing her hand around my waist and I thought it was very cute? She was feeling the worry and also wanting to worry me.