At lunch Carlota has someone pass the Duke de Fraga a dinner invitation, for him and his family. She does not really want to, when they've spent the whole day having fairly public arguments, but that's precisely when it is important to. They are neighbors. They cannot afford to be enemies. And they aren't enemies, not really. They don't disagree on all that much, in the space of opinions that people can have, just in the space of matters the convention is bitterly divided on. 

And everyone knows factions are the death of a Republic, and here they've gone and speedrun forming them, and she needs to heal it. She doesn't want to marry the man's son but she can invite them all to dinner, at least.

Five hours later she has to navigate retracting this invitation as she's going to be busy orchestrating an assassination. Awkward, trying to figure out how to do it without offending him further. She decides on going to his residence in person, to deliver her apologies and delicately hint at the reason and hopefully thereby reschedule without inviting too much enmity. He doesn't want factions either, she's reasonably sure of that. Where he had the chance to double down he mostly did not choose to.