“Your Highness,” Ayo said, bowing his head. He held the tray out toward me. There was a square powder-blue envelope on it addressed to “HRH Queen Mahalina Jazreel.”
I pulled out the card inside. It was an invitation on thick paper stock. My cheeks went pale as the blood drained from my face while I read it.
Nix put her cup down on the saucer. It clattered, spilling over the side. “What is it? What happened?”
I read the words out loud.
We Humbly Request the Honor of Your Presence
to Celebrate the Union of
Grand Duchess Amador Oscura
and
Sir Lucas Invierno
at the Court of Sigbin Palace