A gentle breeze blew past, carrying a faint scent of flowers.
The young woman sipped the fruit tea in her cup, gazing at the blooming flowers in the courtyard with a soft smile playing at the corners of her lips. This place felt less like a workspace and more like a new home that belonged only to the two of them.
Isobel withdrew her gaze from the flowerbed, sat back down behind the desk by the window, picked up the envelope on the desk, and carefully read Professor Septima Vector's letter. The Arithmancy professor had offered her quite a few useful suggestions and ideas in her letter.
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