Evelyn hummed in response but didn't say anything. She had already thought the same thing. However, she doubted Auriel would be so easily swayed by politics.
The goddess had an air of detachment, as if she were watching everything from a higher plane, uninterested in the trivial struggles of mortals.
"Which is why, we must make sure her welcome is grand. A ball in her honor would be perfect."
Lola continued, her smile deepening.
Evelyn's expression immediately soured.
"A ball?"
She repeated, disbelief evident in her tone.
"Yes, a ball. A magnificent one, filled with music, fine wine, and the most important figures in the empire. We will show the goddess the finest hospitality and make it clear that she belongs with us."
Lola confirmed, nodding.
Evelyn rubbed her temples, already sensing the headache this idea would bring.
