[Dulcie scoffs audibly and looks away. Still, her expression softens just the tiniest fraction as she dutifully takes the message down in her perfect, elegant noblewoman's handwriting.]
[She's always been quite fond of roses.]
[Then she looks up and catches sight of Lily, and her expression sours again.]
This garden already has one too many flowers.
[Scowl once more firmly in place, she snatches up her paper and stalks off to go hand it in. Probably one of the least comfortable school assignments either of them have had in a while, but at least everyone survived.]
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[Dulcie scoffs audibly and looks away. Still, her expression softens just the tiniest fraction as she dutifully takes the message down in her perfect, elegant noblewoman's handwriting.]
[She's always been quite fond of roses.]
[Then she looks up and catches sight of Lily, and her expression sours again.]
This garden already has one too many flowers.
[Scowl once more firmly in place, she snatches up her paper and stalks off to go hand it in. Probably one of the least comfortable school assignments either of them have had in a while, but at least everyone survived.]