Ashelia found it a little difficult to believe what she had just heard and for a moment, she thought of asking him to repeat himself, but she quickly decided against it.
As she started to open her mouth, with the intention to ask him to explain himself, her father once again spoke up first.
The Duke's brows furrowed. "How did you know about the ball, lord Eldrath?"
Azrael stared at the tea inside his cup. "I got an invite from Garius."
Duke Alistair's eyes widened. "The Emperor sent you an invitation? Personally?"
Azrael calmly placed his cup on the table before him as he folded his arms and leaned back in his chair. "I was just as shocked as you are." He stated with a smile. "I can only imagine why..."
"Your Grace, do you know the purpose of this ball? Do you know who it is being held for?" The Duke asked.
It was Azrael's turn to frown, then he raised a brow. "It is for your first Prince, is it not?"
