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@ofcarnelians​ | Late Evening at Malfoy Manor

"The Prophet’s seems set on calling it The Red Wedding.” Lucius drawls, upon setting foot into the manor’s parlour. The latest copy of the Daily Prophet in hand, as he steps into the threshold where their reception was held. A little coming together for a number of Death Eaters, looking to celebrate their victory and plan next steps from a bureaucratic level. It seemed only right that the prolific Malfoy’s, whose family helped spearhead the pureblood movement, host the not-so-noble event. And Narcissa Black, the future lady of the household, as the picturesque hostess at the helm. A number of the gentlemen made haste to Lucius’ study, before heading on their way. With the house elves busying themselves to clear the parlour, he thought it best to speak with his betrothed of the night’s grand success. “A little gauche, for my tastes. But it certainly has an impact.” Lucius settles onto the velvet chaise, skimming through the latest and greatest articles. “The evening was a success,” he peers up from the pages, sharing a smirk with the hostess. “I have you to thank for that.”