Chapter 23 Invitation
Damian's POV
"Good morning, Master Damian", Alfred greeted me as I walked into the dining room.
"Good morning, Alfred", I greeted before sitting down by the table and looking up at the person who was sitting across from me. "Good morning, Father."
"Good morning, Damian", my father greeted, before changing the subject. "Oh, by the way, the invitations for the engagement party have arrived!"
After my father said this, he handed one of the invitations to me.
"I'm glad to see that the manufacturers did not mess up the design", I said.
"Your design was very lovely, Master Damian", Alfred said.
"Thank you, Alfred", I said.
"Damian", my father started. "If you want, you can give that invitation to Raven."
"Give the invitation to Raven", I asked in shock. "I'm not sure if a formal engagement party is something she would really be interested in?"
"It still wouldn't hurt to ask her, right", my father asked. "Besides, you usually don't enjoy these kind of parties. Maybe you'll enjoy it more if you had a friend with you?"
I felt a bit hesitant to invite Raven to the engagement party, but ultimately ended up sighing in defeat.
"Very well", I said. "I'll give the invitation to Raven and see what she says."
I was waiting in the library as usual, when Raven walked up to me.
"Hey there, Damian", she greeted as she sat down at our table.
"Hey", I greeted.
Then, I held out the invitation to her.
"What's this", she asked as she took it from my hand.
"An invitation to my father's engagement party", I revealed.
"Huh", Raven said in shock. "Your dad's getting married?"
"Yes", I replied. "And he asked me to give you this invitation."
"Me", Raven asked as she pointed to herself in shock. "He's inviting me to his engagement party? Isn't it, like, going to be a super fancy event or something?"
"It will be", I replied. "And I absolutely despise these types of events."
"You do", Raven asked. "How come?"
"These type of events tend to just consist of a bunch of rich people talking about things like stocks or politics for a few hours. It's not my cup of tea."
After I said this, Raven let out a giggle.
"I can see that", she said. "But, I still don't get why your dad is inviting me?"
"My guess is that my father wants you to save me from my boredom", I replied.
"Really", Raven asked in amusement. "In that case, I'll come and rescue you from your boredom."
"You will", I asked; surprised by Raven's answer. "You don't have to come, you know? I wouldn't want you to get bored too."
"I know, but I'm actually now kind of curious to see what a fancy rich people party is like. Besides, there'll probably be nice food."
For some reason, hearing Raven say this made me smile.
"Very well, then", I said. "But if you get bored out of your mind, don't say that I didn't warn you."
"I won't", Raven said.
Then, she seemed to realize something else.
"Hey, Damian", she started. "What's the dress code for this thing anyway?"
"Semi-formal to formal", I replied.
"I figured as much", Raven said; suddenly seeming a bit worried.
"What's wrong, Raven", I asked.
"I'm not sure if I have an outfit suitable for the party", Raven revealed.
"I see", I said, before thinking of a solution. "In that case, I'll just buy you one."
"Yeah, right", Raven said, before realizing that I was being serious. "Wait, You're being serious?!"
"I thought we've established by now that I don't really make jokes", I pointed out.
"Yeah", Raven started. "But, buying me a dress?! Isn't that too much?"
"I'm the one who invited you to the party", I pointed out. "It's only fare that I get you an outfit to wear to it."
It seemed like Raven wanted to protest against my suggestion, but in the end…she just ended up sighing in defeat.
"Fine", she said.
"Great", I said. "Then we can go shopping for the dress after school."