Dear Brother,
Hey, I heard you got owned by mother. She really told you off, huh? And you thought you could persuade her to let you attend the Conference despite your foolishness, eh?
Well, don't feel to pitiful; I'm sure mother did this because she loves you. Besides, I've always been the favorite, anyway.
It's nostalgic, isn't it? Like when we were young; I stayed faithful to mother and you left to become the most despised pirate in all of Old Europe. Of course mother was upset; any mother would loathe her son for disappearing like that. You remember my old friend Anton, yes? His father wanted him murdered for exploring an old castle in Transylvania. Of course, poor Anton had a worse childhood that we both did, however you forget that I am the one who rescued you from the other world. If I hadn't stolen the time travel spell, we would be owned by Rome or Russia. Europe would be long forgotten, and that's the same for you.
Try not to infuriate your cat, Arthur. Transylvania may be the home of darkness and magic, but let's not forget that witches and wizards first originated from this land, especially from yours. Mother has a familiar; it might be a crow, but cats are also considered familiars, and very powerful ones at that. Italy has one, Greece has one, and even Anton has one, however he deals with blacker magic than you. Don't cross paths with him; he is kind and generous…unless you manage to anger or annoy him. Remember when you attempted to seat him in Busby's Chair? Whatever made you think it would work on Anton if it failed on Russia?
I wish you luck;
Henrita Kirkland; Luxembourg
PS: Perhaps you should try communicating to your cat as mother communicates to her crow.