"A whole flower..." Cora echoed, now struggling with the potion that had gone past thickening and into gelatin. She sniffed the cauldron once again before pursing her lips in thought and glancing down at the remains of ingredients on Cassia's cutting board.

One ounce should be quite correct, which was the silver lining that meant that Cassia had followed the instructions. But it didn't explain for the burnt lavender smell that was quickly rising from the cauldron. "Then how...." Cora asked, half to herself half to the room at large. She let the ladle go, which given the gelatinous texture merely stayed put, and turned her attention to the cutting board. She reached out and pulled the tome towards her, peering down at the directions. "Oh!" She looked back up at her sister, a Eureka! expression on her face. "Did you dice the lavender or grind it into the powder?"

That was always a step that Cora forgot. Grinding yielded much better results as opposed to the dicing, so she figured it might not have been Cassia's mistake that was the cause of the rather sticky formula that had ended up in the cauldron.