Poor Unfortunate Souls

[Juniper Middlemiss]

Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need

August 14, 1887

Juniper was obviously at the protest. How could she not be? She needed to. For her sake, for her kin's sake, for her fiancé's sake, and for the sake of all of her future children who had every right to get a damn education from those stupid little humans. She was determined to make sure that she could legally marry. She didn't really want to explain to her poor papa just yet as to why her marriage wouldn't be legal. He wasn't one for keeping up with magical things, such as what she is, so why would he care anyway? But she didn't want to shock him, and was hoping to wait until after her wedding to her beloved and not those who continue to follow her.

Now she was sitting on a lovely chair in front of... what on earth did the magic dumb-dumbs call this weird statue? Oh, it didn't matter. It looked very important, and that's what counted. Now, for the protest to begin. And she didn't mind whatever chaos followed.