Sheri's graduation event, or matchmaking event, depending on how one wanted to look at it, had been in the works for some time. Sanna, after all, had a reputation for putting on extravagant shows. Her charity gala not long ago was still fresh in the minds of those who attended, a display of opulence and careful planning. Something of this scale wasn't put together overnight.
Lists had to be made. Invitations had to be sent to influential families. Preparations required weeks of notice. Sanna knew well enough that the true power players, the heads of companies, the seasoned patriarchs and matriarchs, would never come to such a gathering personally. Instead, they would send representatives, usually one of two kinds.
