"Grey Ivy... is sorry for causing trouble..." she said softly, her voice quiet but steady as she bowed her head just a little, the words coming out with visible effort.
Awwwwwn, the way she stood there being all shy made something warm tug at me.
It was hard to picture her as the same being full of eyes who had stood on that raised platform not long ago, towering and terrifying.
But hey, her voice came out soft and very feminine now, each word rolling off her tongue with a gentle lilt that hadn't been there before.
It was nothing like the croaky, evil-witch-stepmother tone she used to have.
That one grated on the ears like nails on old wood.
I reached out and patted Grey's head gently, my palm resting for a moment on her smooth dark hair.
Then I gave her a small nod to let her know she had done well, and watched as her shoulders relaxed just a fraction.
