Cute boy. How sarcastic he was. He reminded her of her little brother. Now HE was just the devil. Evil. Scary. Munchkin. The thought of him made her shudder. But this kid was just cuter. Pretending it was a normal day. Hehehehehhhheeeee..

"Though I can't get you out of the ice. I CAN get you a nice cup of hot tea. Stay there. Not that you can get anywhere," Livvy said, snorting to herself as she hopped onto sitting position for an empty goblet. Tea? Did they serve tea here? Ehhh.... off to the kitchens then. Livvy stood up and stepped over the bench and over the boy and out of the Great Hall. If death is the price she has to pay... then so be it. Wait there little cutie boy... Livvy will save you!