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Elowan's mother grinned coyly and bowed her head the perfect model of an Arusian noble. When Elowan was younger, she had been jealous of her mother. The way she moved and spoke and maneuvered through the world. Now though, Elowan could see through the layers of perfection she pushed out. Her mother was as much a barracuda as anyone else in this castle, she just put more effort into her smile.
"That's good to hear. Just between us, my husband was quite worried about the match. Elowan can be quite… obstinate in her opinions. She seems to have grown out of it." The 'finally' was unspoken.