Wug sat down in front of her granddaughter.
“Hermione’s parents just want her to have special day.” Wug patted Hermione’s hand. “They mean well.”
“I mean…I guess.” Hermione pulled her knees up to her chest. Her armor clanked as she raised her arm. “I just feel like…sometimes it’s just for them, Grandma. The parties, the feasts. All of it. You’re the only one I can really talk to here. Other than Felix. Mama and Papa are always busy, Calista’s a snob, Atticus is distant…”
“I just feel so trapped here, Grandma.” Hermione sighed. “They don’t want me to learn how to swordfight. Not really. I’m supposed to sit around and let the servants do everything.”
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