Using that frustration, Daphne slid on the fresh dirt that the clan had set up. The training grounds were one of the first areas they created. A show of dedication they had for physical prowess. In fact, the homestead had changed significantly when Daphne first started her training. There was a special ward around the land that kept it free from the late November chill and snow. The main house had been spruced up and started to have features like those she saw at the conclave. More buildings were in the process of being built that resembled closer to the architecture in the conclave which was a stark difference to the main house. Some were being built along the hills and walls of the cove-like area. Streams of silk covered doorways and cascaded from the roof and trees. The agricultural plot that had a few Veela cultivating it, had been repurposed for fruits and vegetables like Xuche, a fruit that Daphne had become a bit more accustomed to with her visits. They always gave her some wine or the whole fruit itself. Luckily, she was growing a tolerance for it and wasn’t nearly as inebriated like she was at the wedding.