[Sebastian is hardly the only one to be bored out of their mind by the constricting snowstorm. Jamie hates this, hates having to be confined to the castle, having nothing to do. Well, nothing that particularly catches her interest, anyway. She knows enough of the people in the castle, she knows who is causing the storm, she has no interest in getting involved... besides, she thinks trying to shoot a woman with uncontrollable ice magic does not sound like a sensible plan.
Poison would be better, she's not sure she wants to spend any of the poisons she has gathered on a pathetic, lost girl.
So the only option she has left is to wander around during the night, enjoy the silence as she sits near one of the windows, sketching a remarkably lifelike view of the snow that whirls outside and the snow-flowers that have formed on the window.]