Adaba didn't use seals at all. Instead, the packet was tied together with a brightly coloured, carefully knotted ribbon. It wasn't even an expensive material, though Emberlee did marvel at how brightly red the colour was. 
As she'd been dealing with small details and unfortunately knotted strings all month, it was a simple matter for her for tease them all loose. The Adaban red string was carefully coiled and set aside as Emberlee unfolded the simple paper 'packet' that'd been tied shut. Inside she saw the expected letter of response, but also a curious looking pendent on a delicate golden chain. 

Emberlee reached for the letter first. 
/It is joyous to receive word from a new Fairy Godchild, and exciting to participate in the changing world to come./ They'd written in formal Xutian, almost too formal for Emberlee's liking as that made it more difficult to interpret their intentions through word choice. The same reason she'd written in Adaban. /Please accept the enclosed Moonstone pendant as a welcoming gift for the Fairy's Child. A more suitable wedding gift will be swiftly sent along via Merchant for the impending newlywed Empire, along with Adaba's deepest apologies for not being able to send an Envoy in person for such a momentous event. Oberon./

Despite expensive, and exhaustive research into the carefully guarded secrets of her closest neighbor, Adaba had successfully kept the details of its citizenry well hid. She knew the capital was the city of Bipedee, and that the river that split Xutia nearly in half kept going down into Adaba but didn't go all the way to their capital. But outside of their border territory, Emberlee knew very little about their new allies. 

Ortega guarded Xutia, and on the Adaba side was the territory of Baugh Pity, but no foreigners were allowed past that territory. Likewise Adaban Merchants couldn't pass beyond the Ortega March but had to pass the deliveries over and return. And yet, this Oberon was seemingly anticipating with great vigour the opportunity to communicate with her via Mirror. It was easy to deduce that Oberon was likewise a Fairy's Godchild, or at least familiar enough with them so as to make her Fairy Godmother's appearance nonthreatening. 

"I've been given a gift, but as with most I suspect it comes with ulterior motive," she carefully lifted the Moonstone pendent by the chain, not directly touching the store. 

"Tuatha Dé Danan's Tear; a valuable Gift," her Fairy Godmother identified without clarifying a thing. "It will not cause you harm to be adorned with such, although it looks like a simple stone it manages to be so much greater than that." 

"Like you does it require the full moon's light to take effect?" Emberlee was able to barb the Fairy in a way she never would have dared to try on her true Mother. 

"Moonlight, Starlight, and the dance of colourful lights from the farthest reaches will fill it with their glow, but alas it will remain a stone" her Fairy Godmother sat in the Mirror's reflection, and Emberlee was adjusting to thinking of the face as not her Mothers. 

"So it'll store it first given light, what other tricks can this simple stone play?" a light in the dark would never go amiss, and it was unique enough to make up for its simplicity. 

"Like Child and Fairy, each Tear is a unique thing. The Eternal Queen's crown is well suited to its Mistress, and with time we shall see if yours is a Tear borne from hope or despair." That was almost a logical explanation, but why couldn't she have just admitted to not knowing? 

"Do you already know what this specific Tear is utilized for?" Regardless it sounded far too precious to simply dole out to an unknown Ambassador. 

"For now the Tear simply indicates that Adaba has accepted your selection, and that if the time comes for it you would be granted entrance past Baugh Pity." 

That was actually rather useful, but had also deliberately not mentioned what it could or should do in the future. 

"Is the Tear on the Eternal Queen's Crown what makes her eternal?" The Adaban Empire had always called their leader the Eternal Queen, but maybe it was less a rank and was instead a literal descriptor. 

"You ask at question at the heart of which I cannot freely answer Child," a cautionary scolding that didn't bother Emberlee. 

"A different question then," she indicated the sewing that had consumed her focus recently, "What did you mean by not doing this task by hand?" It had sparked the initial revelation of a Blessing's use, but she still didn't understand how to complete the needlework with what little she had learned thus far. 

"I meant only that nature devised the greatest weaver already and you merely need to make use of her skills," it felt a little like solving a riddle and yet Emberlee was learning it was just how Fairy Godparents spoke. 

Nature devised the greatest weaver already, and Emberlee could make use of her skills? What natural thing was assumed female and a weaver? A spider in her web "I need something more substantial to wear than spun moonbeams and spider's web," Emberlee tried to ignore the sense of pride she felt at determining the Fairy's meaning. 

"Unfortunately you are correct, now is not the timeto be adorned with shadows and light; but they can be Commanded to use your threads instead my Child."

Having a dress sewn by spiders under the direction of a Fairy Godmother, for a wedding between a Stussican Imperial Princess and the Xutian Sovereign. It was actually the strangest thing Emberlee had ever considered doing, and yet she was determined to proceed. So as she had done with the now dead flower on her balcony, Emberlee consciously used her Blessing to Compel all the spiders in her Manor to efficiently stitch her robe for her. 

It was grotesquely hypnotic, a ballet of creepy crawlies swarming the bright teal and churning out a perfectly stitched masterpiece. 

And like the flower that Emberlee had forced to bloom too early and too quickly, the spiders rewards for their hard work was their lives spent doing her will. Quite the burdensome cost if she tried it on a larger creature. But it might give her options she'd otherwise lack. She'd have to explore the implications and limitations going forwards. 

"The charm that this Beloved's Blessing gives, can it work on a human?" She had to ask, the implication of it too great to leave unknown. 

The Fairy Godmother laughed, a joyous sound that was nothing Like Mother's, "Nay Child, though I commend you for considering it. Only those things with no true sense of self can be dazzled by your needs." 

"Pity, it could have proven quite useful," she let the disappointment go as her Fairy laughed again. 

"I chose true when I Chose you Child;" the reflection was gone from the Mirror but Emberlee could hear her from the moonstone pendent gifted by Adaba. 

"I am the one that made the Summons," she had to point out, fastening the necklace in place. 

"And I am the one that answered it," the Fairy argued back, "I chose you, you made yourself available to be Chosen." 

"Should I consider myself fortunate, or pitiful?" It wasn't in Emberlee's nature to accept a subordinate role, though she also knew that was the reality of their agreement.

"Both Child, both. Now rest, for their gifts will arrive sooner than you think and it'll take time to transport them to your capital city." Her Fairy Godmother soothed. 

If this Oberon had a gift sent the very next day, it would have had a month to make the journey. However an appropriate gift for such an occasion would take longer than a single day to determine, let alone assemble. The wedding was in less than two months, and it would take significant time in carriage travel to arrive on time.

"What can you tell me of the gift being sent?" she settled into bed, oddly comforted at hearing her Mother's voice.

"Only that its a truly Adaban celebration being shared and your sovereign should be honored to receive them." 

So much had happened in a single night that she had to consider, and yet Emberlee feel quietly and deeply asleep, and in her dreams the garden flowers were made out of spider's webs and animal bones.