"Of course." Lena shook her head, he owned the paper. "Yes," she recovered "I did receive an invitation." She had been hoping to use the event in part as a way to network and hopefully land some sort or position even it if was an internship bringing coffee every morning.
She couldn't help but notice that when Blaise spread his arms that he was incredibly well built and seeing his picture in the prophet did not nearly do him justice. The dress dangling freely in one of his hands even looked small compare to his full wing span.