Fate tends to deal Angela a crappy hand. Angela stays away from Fate.

She has just come downstairs, looking every inch a girl of fifteen, dressed nicely. For a girl of fifteen, that is.

There's a little apprehension when she sees Lady Selae. And then she immediately feels guilty. This is her mother's teacher. Mom trusts her.

Angela should, too.

So, it is with a tiny bit of shyness that she comes over to Lady Selae's table.

"Good evening, Lady Selae," she says politely, holding herself very straight and tall.