"Theora's smiling at her letters again," Selvie chuckled from her bed.
"It's not even from a boy!" Peony shrugged as she was washing her face in their sink. "So boring."
"My cousins met your brother, actually," Theora told the twins.
Willow sat up in her bed, her arms still holding onto her pillow.
"They did?" She yawned. "Which one?"
"I don't know. They mention a brother of yours that was at the Guild?"
"Has to be Hemred then. He's always there," Peony said.
"Your cousins sound cute," Lylesia said, her head appearing upside-down from her bunk bed, her braids dangling below. "You're lucky, my brother is lazy with his writing and our dad is too busy."
"Cute?" Willow scoffed. "She gets six pages to read!"
"Eight this time," Theora corrected her, glancing at Mymesia's letter on he
