After dropping off Oakey's gift, Cece made her way to her seat at the staff table. As she passed Hecate she noticed her glance towards the puffer table. "Looking at anyone in particular over there," she asked with a mischievous grin. Yeah, we know things about you Hecate. You can't keep secrets from me.

"Mr. Vinteren," she greeted the man as she walked past him. She then took her seat next to Seren. "Hello Seren, glad to see you could make it to the feast. How is your little one doing?" And did the woman have pictures?

She didn't bother looking to her right since there was no one sitting there. Well, the Headmistress was there, but she wasn't right next to her. No, once again that seat was empty. It was as if that seat, or that position were cursed. In the five terms that she had been here there had been three different groundskeepers. Four if you want to already count the new one that will be coming in next term. That is if they could even find someone willing to take that position.