The conversation might have ended there, if Emilio hadn’t spoken again.“Soren.”Soren looked up at once. “Yes, Father?”“I want you to accompany your sister at the Founder’s Gala.”The words settled over the table, quiet but decisive.Soren paused only briefly. “Of course, Father.”Then, carefully, he added, “Most of the people I’ll be meeting are older. I’m not sure she’d enjoy spending the evening with us.”His tone was calm, respectful, reasonable. Yet everyone understood what he meant.Lana caught the hesitation in his voice. She knew Soren well enough to recognize discomfort when she heard it.Before Emilio could respond, she spoke. “It’s alright, Father.”She offered Soren a small, reassuring smile. “I was actually hoping Ida could come with me.”She hesitated, then added, “I know Soren will have responsibilities that evening. I don’t want to get in the way.”Emilio’s gaze shifted between them.For a moment, he said nothing.Then, evenly, “She’s your sister.”Soren straightened
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