As someone who had been constantly plotting against Zalyric, the Arwen family had never been meant to receive an invitation. The occasion itself was hardly significant, at least, that was how it had been presented to the public but for the sake of formality, Bael was still invited.
Officially, it was nothing more than a welcoming banquet for the Vlandian envoy, said to be in Evadene for routine business and diplomatic courtesy. A display of goodwill, a night of pleasantries, wine, and empty conversation. Nothing that warranted the presence of a family known for its ambitions and quiet malice.
That, however, was only the story people were allowed to know.
