[Chloe]

The yellow cat-like eyes of the beautiful red haired girl narrowed, "Missing?" she hisses, turning away from the man who is kneeled before her, snapping the beautiful fan shut and smacking her hand with it in annoyance, "He knows this is the biggest event in both of our lives and he goes missing!" She pursues her lips in thought, "Or did he do it on purpose."

The man watches, flinching each time the fan hit the palm of the girl's hand. Catherine could be unpredictable, depending on her mood and wants.

"Never mind what his excuse will be." Catty says, turning her attention back to the man, "Have my carriage ready, I will find him breathing or see his rotting corpse with my own eyes."

"Yes, Miss." The man hurries off to do what Catty asked.

Catty sighs, opening the fan and fanning herself a little, as she sits down to wait for the news that her carriage and guards are ready to leave. One could never be too careful, especially in this world.