At the mention of a potential marriage being soon, Clementine wrinkled her nose. Plainly, Jem—Mrs. Gr—her brother's wi—her fellow housemate did not know her very well. That was fine, could be fixed.

"Oh, I didn't read essays either before," she hastened to reassure the other witch. No explanation as to before what was even remotely forthcoming. "I shall fetch it for you when I return upstairs! Oh, it is going to give you and my brother so much to discuss!"

Clementine's smile was a little bit too predatory to be described as serene.