#{interactions:xenia}

Emmett didn’t usually make tea a formal affair, but this was a special occasion. The guest of honor couldn’t know that, though. Emmett was both excited and terrified at the prospect of his daughter being at court. All of his personal emotions were drown out by the pure fear in his heart at the thought of why she was here. Could the blackmailer really be the one pulling the strings? When the door opened, Emmett stood up quickly and forced a broad smile onto his lips. “Lady Arkwright! Come in, come in, make yourself at home. I wasn’t sure what sort of sweet treats you liked...so I had my workers bring up everything they could find from the kitchens.” // @littlesxcret​