Elias stops opening the envelope mid-swipe when he sees the raven. His eyes widen when it gets close enough to recognise the seal, and his brow quirks in amusement. "
Oh? A party? Am I invited, sire?"
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She moves to catch the parchment, but her sister recovers before she drops it. Faustine looks at her sister in concern. "
Are you alright? Are you hot?" She gently takes it back and breaks eye contact only to read the proffer. Coming to the part concerning the marriage pact, her face falls in understanding, expression grim and pallid.