Still Saturday
That night, Severus was reflecting on what he knew about Lucy. The cheerful girl hated egotistic, prideful people who disregarded others.
She understandably disliked it when people disrespected and disregarded her.
Lucy had wisdom beyond her years and had likely at one point in time met centaurs.
The girl was rather skilled in sword play as well. For a moment, Severus entertained the thought of writing to Helen and I inquiring if she had put the young girl through fencing lessons before quickly dismissing the idea.
It would be out of character for Helen to have allowed any of her children to be in fencing lessons or any other even slightly dangerous activity, let alone her youngest child. His daughter's skill must have come from her stay at her mother's side's family friend's country estate, but she couldn't have gotten that skilled in 3 months.
What a mystery his daughter was. A mystery that he wished to solve one day.