A Royal Charity Shooting Exhibition
I immediately opened the envelope while Elanor leaned over my shoulder, curiosity written all over her face. Of course, only after Cyran's messenger had left.
What kind of gift is this?
"What did I just miss?" Lucien walked back in, a freshly brewed cup of coffee in his hand. This time, he held it carefully, making sure his sisters wouldn't steal it again.
"A lot," Elanor answered casually while I continued opening the envelope.
It wasn't just an invitation to attend the exhibition as a guest. Tucked behind it was another card.
Participants Only
Alright. So they wanted me to compete. So funny. I didn't remember registering myself.
The event was held every year to raise money for charity. The funds would later be distributed to the families of war
