Davina loved the library in this place and had passed a few afternoons there, book in hand. She loved classics, not just with music. The witch just needed to be somewhere close to a kettle at the moment.
She startled at the words and looked up expecting to see Kaleb. Instead Davina noticed a rather attractive guy who definitely didn't look like Kaleb, but spoke like him. If she closed her eyes, Davina could almost see Kaleb.
"How do you know I'm magical?" Davina pushed hair out of her face, and took a sip of tea. "There's still boiled water if you'd like a cup." She offered him a slight smile.