“Thank you. And no, it is not English.” She laughs and shakes her head. “Neither am I.” In more ways than one.

“I recently moved to London from Carhaix-Plouguer.” Her accent probably makes it clear where that is, but in case there is some doubt, she adds, “That’s a small town in northwestern France.”

Guenièvre leans slightly towards Lily. It’s a very small movement, just enough to make it easier for her but not so much as to seem a threat.