How was one supposed to know what element they belonged to? It wasn't like she had a nearby neighbor who could help her in helping her out. Black witches were never helpful, at least with what she heard and read in the books that were lying in Quinn's mansion. It was something she had got her hands on in Lady Maggie's room.
When Damien finally returned at the hour of the evening which was before the time of dinner. He stepped inside the mansion to have the butler who appeared stranger and sillier than how he looked in the morning today. For someone new, Damien had to say he was doing well which meant the butler would stick around longer than the rest but as long as Falcon? That he wasn't sure.
Durik helped the young master out of his coat, the coat holding little drops of water which had sprinkled with the help of the wind that came to settle on the material. Worried about what happened earlier, Durik interrupted his master, "M-master Damien?"
