A Vow
"Then I will make preparations. But would it not be better to perhaps push the dinner to tomorrow?"
The old maid's suggestion only garnered a disappointed head shake.
"Isra, don't you think I considered that?" the girl responded while staring at the mark left on her wrist, "If I suddenly cancel the dinner Song Yi will be even more suspicious. This is the best option, no one knows her better than me."
"As my lady wishes," Isra gave a respectful bow before taking out a mirror from the bag she had brought along. She held it in front of her, "Rufgar asks for an audience."
She gave her permission with a wave of her hand, prompting Isra to chant a spell that activated the markings on the mirror's frame. Dark blue butterflies sprung to life, flying around the mirror three times before venturing within.