There was that eye roll again - such a small movement that sparked a surge of emotions in her: anger, frustration, annoyance. But giving him a clock upside the head would be a) unprofessional and b) rather rude seeing his current state of being. But oh, how she longed to swipe that look off his usually smug face.

So instead, Rowan grit her teeth and exhaled sharply. "Well fine." She said, letting her tone convey just how she was feeling before she stalked over to a particularly elegant looking cabinet where the mail was resting. With her wand pointed at the pieces of parchment, Rowan levitated them in the air, sifting through each one. Only a few of them were opened, but one looked like it had been a particularly bulky package. Before she could see who it had been addressed by, Rowan's foot hit something which clinked as if it was made of metal.

Peering down, she saw it. It was small but clearly sharp. Putting down the mail, Ro pointed her wand at the object and drew it towards her. There it glinted in the light, rotating slowly in the air encrusted in jewels. Obviously expensive, but there was something about it that looked familiar. "Is this in your family's inventory of objects, by any chance?" She nodded toward the object floating in the air: A emerald encrusted dagger.

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