‘Your duties here won’t be too difficult,’ said Augustine, sitting opposite Esme. ‘Sorting through the keepers’ archives, greeting patients, tending to the rooftop garden, that sort of thing.’
Esme breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since the principal had told her about the internship, she’d worried Augustine had made a mistake—that she wasn’t qualified enough. But this sounded like something she could handle.
‘And of course, it’s an eminently practical arrangement for you, with the Anais so close by. Despite how much Pierpont may talk this placement up, it’s not a very taxing role. The school was planning to send me yet another enchanter—Liza Lipp, I think her name was.’
Liza?
‘However, I thought it was time for a change. I’ve had plenty of enchanters through here. Getting in my way, mo
