"Would you grant me the Second Measure?"
Elara looked at the hand extended before her, then raised her eyes to Lucavion.
He had crossed the distance between them before the other Initiative holder could reach her. Now he stood with enough formal polish to make his earlier refusal to even open his Role Seal seem particularly shameless.
Her own seal remained unfinished in her hand.
MASTER CORVIN AERATH.
She knew too little about Aerath's connection to Elise Maraven to judge the invitation cleanly. Accepting Lucavion would also add another public association to whatever conclusions the Salon had already drawn after the Entrance Banquet.
A refusal would be sensible.
Elara drew breath, but another voice reached her first.
"Lady Elowyn."
The other man had closed the remaining distance between them.
Lucavion's hand remained extended as Elara turned.
