Camilla knew of her friend's virtue. She had never believed the accusations that Jules was a hussy. She knew her friend well, she was no scheming seductress! Then again, she might have had a secret beau. This was something that the two hadn't ever spoken about, seeing that it wasn't the most socially acceptable topic of conversation. Not that Camilla wouldn't tell Jules if she had someone in her life, and she did tell her of interesting flirtations she'd had at balls.

So perhaps Jules was about as sexually experienced as she was. And Camilla could be considered a flirt.

"Ah," Camilla made at her friend's answer. That was indeed dull, but she suspected there was more to that and Jules simply didn't want to tell her. She was going to respect her wishes and not probe any further, though. Not all people were confident about their passions. Take Kafka, for example. Of course, neither Camilla nor Jules would know of Kafka, but whoever reads this probably does and they might be aware of Kafka's friend who published his works after his death. Camilla would probably do that for Jules, too.

Hopefully, they wouldn't have to resort to that, though, because Camilla preferred Jules to be alive than dead but remembered for her famous books.

"For Witch Weekly or the Prophet?" This question wasn't probing, exactly, but merely showing interest! "Ah! I don't suppose you write the horoscopes for Witch Weekly and you're too shy to tell?"