#Chapter 165: No Love Lost

Hannah The sound of cutlery against china mixed with quiet music drifting from the cafe’s speaker. I took a sip from my coffee to wash down the decadent taste of chocolate from my croissant and looked over at Viona and Drake, who had come out for lunch with me. “So, I finally did it,” I said as I set down my cup. “I wrote up a formal invitation to the Luna Queen and mailed it this morning.” Drake froze, his fork halfway to his mouth. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked with confusion. “I could have invited her myself. She is my aunt, after all.” I shook my head and patted my mouth with a napkin. “Thanks, Drake, but I want to achieve this on my own merits. No special favors, even if she is your relative.” “I can respect that,” Drake said around a mouthful of cobb salad. “I think it shows real character.” Viona snorted from across the table. “Or stubbornness.” I shot her a playful glare. “Hey, I prefer to call it determination.” Now that the