To say that she was pleased that Mister Foxwood had chosen to join her would be an understatement. Having enjoyed their interactions to date, and of course, the amiable friendship of his cousin the prospect of a game with him was appealing. When she had arrived she had given the small parcel of gift to a footman with instructions to present it to his master in private - she didn't mention it, unsure if, in the excitement of the party it would have exhanged hands just yet. If not, then it would make for an amusing discovery from his footman later - she hoped he would find it amusing at least. No gift for him, but one for his owl.

One of her slender jet eyebrows rose slightly.'I have no intention of being sore Mister Foxwood, as I have no intention of losing' she teased right back, the game aligning to them, and as she had chosen white, with a wave of her hand she directed her king side bishops pawn to move forward in the first move.

'How is Merlin this afternoon?' she asked, 'I expected to see him reigning over the party, atop your shoulder perhaps.' Suki added with a small smile,

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