Mauve tried not to feel frustrated as she shut the book closed. Another day, another failure.
"Well, that was disappointing," Louis said as he leaned back in his chair.
"How do you think I feel?" she asked and shut her eyes for a few seconds.
"Don't beat yourself up. You got the hang of it one time, you'll get it again."
"But we don't even know—" she started to say but Louis interrupted.
"And worrying about what you can't change would only make you more miserable. Right now, we'll just try as many spells as we can. I am sure something will work out eventually."
"I have no such confidence," she said and stood to her feet.
"Well, that's where I come in," he smirked. "Where would you have your herbal lessons with Jean?" Louis asked.
Mauve didn't miss his mocking tone. "On the rooftop. Why? Would you like to join us?" she asked with a mischievous look in her eyes.
