Re: Mik and Ophelia
"Lae isn't betrothed." A simple statement that she put forth. She knew he would be the one that they expected to keep the Sinclair line. "He's angry." She wouldn't detail why. She just knew it was a fight that he'd taken up for her. Not that he ended up winning, but he had at least shown her that he was concerned with her future. It meant a lot.
"Good at potions too. If I need it." A small grin and she looked down. That was one other point she took pride in. "Plain to look at. Have to have skills. Be useful, you know?" Because she'd heard over and over how strange she was in comparison to her conventionally attractive older brother. She was a weird mix of so many things that she didn't know where most of it came from. It just was.
"Strawberries are my favorite." Her house elf had started bringing them to her when she was small and hadn't had enough to eat and she had grown to enjoy them most of just about any food. The sweet tartness of the fruit was, as he said, very refreshing too.