Hecate had been sitting at her seat, fork in hand and her sparkling emerald ring on her ring finger. Yes. She wasn't going to hide it anymore. An engagement was a happy thing...

She just didn't like all the attention.

This would be a good year. A very good year. There were no more obstacles. She made sure of that.

Fork in her hand, moving around her peas on the table. She was here, yes. But her mind was elsewhere.