Calla’s laugh, while it made Sisse a bit self conscious as if her friend were playing a practical joke like Matthew might, was infectious and Sisse found herself giggling at the situation. “Perhaps to make people laugh?” She suggested.

“Oh. I wonder why we haven’t seen any before then.” Matthew had told her of this, but she hadn’t seen any and so it had slipped from her mind.

Inside the warmth of the kitchen hugged them and Sisse suddenly found herself thinking of afternoons at home in their own kitchen. Cook always had something sweet for Sisse when she passed through, although Sisse was always on strict orders not to tell mother of it. The difference was that this kitchen was huge and there were house elves everywhere. Forgetting her manners Sisse stopped a step into the kitchens her eyes wide with surprise - entirely speechless.