Ben's work was winding down — he was always busier just before and during the social season, which was now wrapping up — which meant he'd spent most of today daydreaming about his daughter. Once he arrived home, his first task was finding her, and it didn't take long.

"Oh yeah?" he asked with a lopsided grin, as he passed by the chair where Melody was sitting with Nora and dropped onto a nearby bench. Their garden was half patio, with no shortage of seating options. It was a good choice for the pair of them, since neither were particularly interested in gardening and Ben, at least, was much more inclined towards hosting people. Before his marriage he'd been the center of several social spheres, anyway. The circumstances of their elopement meant that their marriage had gotten off to a rather quiet start compared to what it could have been. Melody wasn't really a part of society the way she had been before she'd been disowned. He didn't actually know if they'd ever had people in the back garden, besides family and Art, but maybe once the weather warmed up again they could change that.

"Enlighten me, then. I don't think I've ever seen a birch broom," he mused. "Making wands?"

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