Palamedes laughs a little. "That sounds like a trick question if I ever heard one," he says, pointing at her with his spoon. Though he had tried to be fair to each house when he had described them to her, he thinks he might have let a few less charitable opinions slip through.

He considers the question, though in all honesty, the answer is fairly easy. "The Seventh," he says. "You're thoughtful. You're inspired by beautiful things. You appreciate excess, but you want it to have meaning. And Ireland is known for its experimental literature, isn't it? That's very Seventh." Pal's smile is a little shy. He feels like he's read her fortune and isn't sure how she'll take it. "Does that sound fair?"