"I know what you mean." Sybille accepted the champagne Paxton had handed her as she took a break between dances. "I keep thinking this is all a dream." Or maybe nightmare. She didn't want to leave. Hogwarts had been safety as her life grew bleaker and bleaker. And now she was to be thrust upon that life with no hesitation. At least she'd managed to convince Ace that she didn't need finishing school after this. Giving up baking and becoming precisely the little lady everyone expected of her had stopped that threat from looming over her head. But that also meant there was nothing to protect her from the reality of the world. If all went according to plan she'd be married and settled at least in the next year.

"It isn't it it?" Unfortunately Sybille wasn't able to keep the grimace off her face with that question.