"I will send immediate correspondence to Mr. Cresswell in regard to his Healer staff." Wandastian would do that through owls. He'd had enough with meetings for the day. Merlin, the Senior Undersecretary had seen to that.
Picking up the pace in collecting his materials, the Healer pursed his lips. "This has been very enlightening, Mr. Isaacs. I will make the necessary arrangements and begin within the next few days."
Not offering much else, Wandastian bowed his head and left the office, a slight grin gracing his features.
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