Anna had just lined up along the wall with the rest of the girls when the professor started to talk. As she listened to the speech from the professor, she could feel her jaw drop open more and more. Whaaaaat? We're going to learn how to be a lady? No way was this happening. Anna was fifteen years old, for Merlin's sake. Table etiquette? Nice. What did the minister think they were? A bunch of pigs set lose to eat a feast of slop? She'd never noticed anyone having bad table manners before. Nevertheless, she'd do what the professor needed her to do for the lesson's sake. After all, it didn't seem like Professor Rae had too much of a choice in the matter.