It had felt like pulling teeth for the last few years. Making sure Mireille behaved, being a good older sister to be looked up to, trying to be some type of maternal figure in their lives. All of it was overwhelming, but the oldest Lécuyer sister tried to never let it show.

Their aunt had been a disgrace. A shame to the family face. One did not attack one's own without proper cause. Mireille had been learning, learning to be a proper witch. A gentler approach would have been more ideal. Odette nodded once more to her sister's statement.

The older twin's eyebrows rose at hearing the final comment coming from the younger twin's mouth. Was she being serious? Taking responsibility for herself? "Indeed." Odette mustered.