"I think this is a bad idea and you should wait until you are better prepared to host this dinner party," Lissana advised, for what felt like the thousandth time, as she handed a strip of blue fabric over to Claire for her to assess.
"And I think it is a wonderful idea," said the blue-eyed woman to her Adiutor with a cheerful and confident grin.
Lissana frowned and looked away, her bright eyes taking in the blank wall of the studio-like room they were in.
"This is more than just a dinner party, Claire," she informed her with worry colouring her tone as she turned to look at the blonde. "The people who will be in attendance are mean, vile, ruthless and unafraid to tear down a person simply because they breathed close to them. I do not think you are ready to..."
"But I am," argued Clair
