The message from Lord Geoffrey came to Aria the next afternoon while we were in the sitting room, me doing my hardest to read a children’s book about the history of the Acaedien Kingdom with Brenna’s help.
Once Aria terminated the call, she turned to me and said, “Lord Geoffrey has invited us to come for dinner tonight.”
I raised my head and asked, “I beg your pardon?”
Brenna, who looked excited, clasped her hands together and said to me, “Isn’t that great, Alfie?”
I raised my brows. “Me, too?”
Aria nodded. “Yes.”
So I was to be presented at dinner, eh?
I asked, “What do I wear? I mean, do I have to wear something fancy?”
Brenna said, “Of course. It’s a Saturday dinner with the seven lords, Alfie. You have to wear the proper outfit.”
I see. Was this something akin to dining with t
