A week had already passed and Brandon finally found himself standing before the tall double doors of the Headmistress's office.
Brandon adjusted his academy blazer and pushed the door open.
The hinges gave a soft creak, and a faint scent of polished wood and parchment wafted out.
Inside, the office looked exactly as he remembered, with some intricate diagrams of ether formations pinned neatly across one side, while a massive window let in the warm morning light.
At the center, behind a wide desk, Esmery Verneuil was sitting.
Her long silver hair cascaded down her shoulders and the neat blue coat she wore contrasted with the white shirt beneath, buttoned yet still leaving a glimpse of cleavage exposed.
She sat with her legs crossed, her chin propped up slightly by one delicate hand.
The corners of her lips curved as her eyes met his. "Ah… Brandon Kael. It's been a long while since we last spoke."
