Daphne and I turned around to see her, Fleur, and Gabrielle gathered with Alphonsine standing in front of several Clan Leaders. All of them were in rather refined toga’s, each in the color of their clan. The leader of Clan LeBlanc had a beaming smile on her face. Gabrielle had grown in the few years and was no longer a fluff ball of energy. Instead, she had small feathers that were growing with her. Every Veela had a bright smile on their faces as they looked at the two of us. Considering Marie-Claire wasn’t here, I assumed she was in the Ceremonial Chamber, preparing the ritual.