Eino let out a deep sigh and sank on his chair as he heard the same lovey-dovey boring story over and over and over again by different people. Where's all the dragon slaying and sword fighting? Muggles were so boring. If that was the point of today's lesson then Eino had already gotten to it. Eino had never heard these stories or other fairy tales. He had grown up reading Arthurian legends and other medieval tales instead, which were much more interesting than a woman as white as snow who hadn't learned that one shouldn't talk to strangers or accept their candies. He sad quietly, hoping that the next tale would involve something other than a man with magical saliva.