Rowan sighed. Well, at least if she did something comically embarrassing tonight, no one would attribute it to her unless they knew she was a silver-haired figure in the crowd. Her expression twitched in annoyance at his comment. ”This wasn’t my doing, it was my sister,” she said, as if that would offer her any sort of reprieve from his jab. But fact of the matter was that she did need a drink and it appeared he was a way she would get one.

She heaved a sigh and headed towards the beverage counter anyways. ”Either way, the risk of being caught is winning out.” she replied dryly. ”I couldn’t afford to handle the consequences.” Neither could her reputation if she wanted to be in good standing with the Ministry.

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