Chapter 234: Wedding Invitation Card
Arriving at the spacious drawing room, the ornate double doors were pushed open, revealing the young royal couple as they stepped in. The room, which was dimly-lit by candelabras, exuded an air of timeless grandeur, whilst the curtains were kept closed to avoid drawing any unnecessary attention from outside.
The couple’s presence brought an unusual warmth to the otherwise austere space, and their gaze were instantly fixed on the beautifully regal woman who was also present.
Seated in one of the plush armchairs was Queen Lucinda, her piercing blue eyes, softening into affection at the sight of her nephew and his beloved. Not much to their surprise, she held two wedding invitation cards in her delicate, yet commanding hands.
"Good you two are here, I was just about to send another one of my guards to retrieve you both. Have a look at these." With her expression soft, but thoughtful, Lucinda presented the cards to the couple. She stretched the cards forth for either of them to receive, and Ivan took both before handing one of the cards to Samantha.
In his hand was the first invitation card that visioned a classic elegance; it featured shades of pale green and pure white. The card was made from the finest vellum, with gold embossed lettering. Delicate vines and roses, which symbolized the meaning of eternal love, were adorned at each corner of the invitation card.
However, the second invitation in Sam’s hand, was a regnant of green and black, with the royal emblem emblazoned in gold foil at the center. The emblem, now a majestic shade of the half moon, intertwined with roses, spoke of power, heritage, strength. The black background, to what they believed, symbolized their journey through the darkness, and the green– the hope that love had brought them.
"As you can see, these invitation cards are exquisite works of art, made by the best graphic designer not many are aware of." She said, her tone firm, but amicable to the ears. "Each invitation represents different aspects of their love and the Kingdom’s legacy. In my opinion, I think the card that was coated predominantly with a green and black will fit in just fine. But... more than a three hundred-year-old vampire thinks that the other card suits best. I am not saying the other card is terrible, but we need better, the best of the best. Surely Vesunard is known for their high etiquette training, your Mother always told me about them so why is he refusing to see things from my point of view?"
"They are just colors on paper, Queen Lucinda." Viktor’s dull voice reached the ears of Ivan and Sam, whilst they turned their heads to see the vampire Lord approaching them from the main door. Lately, Viktor and his Aunt seemed to be wedging a battle that he did not understand, it wasn’t his business either, but the least he wanted from the two of them was to make his wedding invitation card become their next target.
"My dears," ignoring Viktor who had moved to stand by the window, she continued with the same thoughtful-looking demeanor, "the two of us can’t decide which is better. Each card perfectly reflects a different facet of your love and roles in the kingdom. Which one speaks to your heart? Which one shall we choose?"