Fleur nearly huffed but caught herself. She and Daphne had established a camaraderie during the visit but, it seemed, that that friendship extended to their discussions. Daphne was a hard negotiator, hardly ever bowing down to Fleur’s rank. She demanded what she wanted and Fleur now understood why her mother had sent her instead of going herself. There was only so much stubbornness Apolline could stomach before she got angry.