Here's another question. Why are they not using their magic?
The moment they arrived at the inn, Miss Delphine cornered Evelina into working for her lobby, in the most mundane way. Nelle was already stumbling with the mallet, or whatever it was that she was trying to do, while her father was having a light-hearted conversation with the innkeeper. How helpful of this old man, indeed.
She looked at West for help, her eyes pleading, but that damn witch shrugged her off when he saw Giles, flashing her a smile before retreating down their room with him.
Great.
"Do you want some help with that?" she asked Nelle, as kindly as she could. The lady only turned her head away from her.
Evelina expected that. Who would not ignore her when she did nothing but mock the witch the night before? But she did not feel guilty for doing it. If they think that she would let them push her, then they were wrong. She would do whatever it takes to return to them the aches they were giving her.
