The next morning Rose was pouty after Caius took the swallow. She couldn't believe he had really done that. Why would he even want it in the first place? She had asked him last night and he said because she made it.
She told him she didn't exactly make it and her father had done it for her. He then dared to tell her to ask her father to make her another one as he was keeping this one.
Rose was annoyed that she had let him have it but at the same time, she knew there was no way she could have stopped him.
As if to prevent her from doing so he had also left before she woke up, he never did this and she would usually have to chase him away. Rose sat grumpily by her desk as she prepared to do her task for the day.
Rose could tell that she was getting better at reading but there was still some time before she would be able to read and write without help. She could feel that it wasn't far away.
