The invitation arrived at dawn, delivered by a raven made of living flame that burned a perfect circle into the cottage door.

A single card, heavy cream-colour stock, silver embossed with the Blackwood crest:

'Lady Agnetha Blackwood requests the pleasure of Mr. Reed Garrett’s company for a private breakfast.  

Garrett Automotive Executive Sky Lounge – 08:00 sharp  

Come alone.'

Reed read it twice, then handed it to Laken. Frost bloomed across the paper ...