A new man made his way into the tavern. Kalisel hadn't met him, but she knew of him. She had been one of the countless angels tasked with monitoring and punishing criminals, and witchcraft was treated like murder, if not worse. Draco had been dancing perilously close to the edge of powers mankind was never supposed to wield.

She swallowed a little bit and forced a smile onto her face. "May I dine with you as well? The time would pass faster with new friends, I feel."