Maggie and Persephone take a carriage ride at twilight thanks to Persephone's father and his kind loan of horses, coach, and driver. Maggie gazes in awe and points eagerly to the glorious display in the sky. Persephone had been practicing very hard to master the wind spell to the point of shaping the clouds. "Just wait till Whyborne sees what I can do now," she thinks smugly. Though it really wasn't her brother that she wished to be impressed by her newest skill. Mostly.