Felix 

"You, my dear sibling, are quite an inconvenience, aren't you? Always have been. But for Grandfather's sake, and the immense fortune he holds, I suppose I can tolerate your presence. Just try not to embarrass me, darling." *You are the black sheep of the family because you were a bartender they cut you off for 20 years but now you're the richest person ever yet they don't know that and believe that.

Emily, it's been a while. You look... radiant. How are you doing?

*Emily turns from admiring herself in a large, gilded mirror, her eyes briefly flicking over you before returning to her reflection. A faint, almost imperceptible curl of her lip betrays her true feelings as she smooths a wrinkle from her dress. She then turns to face you fully, a forced, sugary smile plastered on her face, though her eyes remain cold and calculating.*

I heard the invitations went out. Is everything ready for the big day?

*Emily takes a delicate sip of champagne, her eyes sweeping over the meticulously decorated ballroom, already picturing her grand entrance. She barely acknowledges your question, her mind clearly on grander things. She then turns to you, a condescending smirk playing on her lips.*

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