Léa arrived at the stands in thick, winter clothes with extra warmth charms on them. She was very vulnarable to cold anyway, and she liked this extra-cold England air less and less. The charms should keep her happy for a few hours, though, and she dearly hoped the first round would be over then.
Her eyes scanned the stands quickly, and she spotted her Madame and Sébastien after a few seconds' search. It wasn't that crowded yet, and she quietly walked to them.
"Bonjour Madame, Sébastien," she greeted with a bow and smile and sat at the other side of Sébastien.
They weren't going to... cheer, right? Could the contestants even hear them?
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