No one seemed to be treating me differently after the tea party. No one accused me of being a fake or something that I wasn't. No one did or said anything out of the ordinary. In truth, it was like the tea party and the subsequent dreams had never even happened. It was all, literally, just like a bad dream.
Aunt Caitlin, Uncle Dominic, Uncle Isaiah, Violet, Deanna, Finnick, Oliver, all of them treated me the same as they always had. It was both comforting and odd. I know that they all had to know about the things that Lady Winifred had said. I know that they had to be wondering if it was true. Well, all of them, except for Uncle Dominic and Uncle Isaiah, had to be wondering about it.
Still, my life just continued in the same manner as before. I just went to my lessons with Aunt Caitlin, Uncle Isaiah, and Uncle Dominic. Though, from what I could tell, Aunt Caitlin had finished teaching me all that she could. Now, all I needed to do was practice the skills that she had taught me.