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Aoife angrily tapped out her pipe, red embers catching the breeze and spraying onto a patch of newly-clipped grass. How was she supposed to pass the time if she couldn’t smoke? A group of students across the courtyard were looking up from their books, casting angry glares. In her mind she was drafting up a hundred different comebacks, watching the guard place back the ‘no smoking’ sign before returning inside.
She took a deep breath, pocketing her pipe and looking back down at the letter she still held. ‘Come to Elbion College’ signed K.G, the gold-trimmed paper a bit torn after she’d angrily snatched it back from the receptionist. Aoife knew she needed to calm down, but she had really hoped to settle this quickly. There was work to do back in Alliria and she hated cancelling on her client’s. Who the hell was K.G? Did she forget to mention the wax seal, and the 10 gold within the envelope? The clueless receptionist was no help at all, and it had already been an hour since she’d been told to wait in the courtyard. Aoife stuffed it in coat her pocket alongside the pipe, casting a cold look at one of the students who was still staring.
“Maybe there’s somewhere I can get a drink…” she mumbled, leaning back to stare at the afternoon sky, preparing for a long wait.
She took a deep breath, pocketing her pipe and looking back down at the letter she still held. ‘Come to Elbion College’ signed K.G, the gold-trimmed paper a bit torn after she’d angrily snatched it back from the receptionist. Aoife knew she needed to calm down, but she had really hoped to settle this quickly. There was work to do back in Alliria and she hated cancelling on her client’s. Who the hell was K.G? Did she forget to mention the wax seal, and the 10 gold within the envelope? The clueless receptionist was no help at all, and it had already been an hour since she’d been told to wait in the courtyard. Aoife stuffed it in coat her pocket alongside the pipe, casting a cold look at one of the students who was still staring.
“Maybe there’s somewhere I can get a drink…” she mumbled, leaning back to stare at the afternoon sky, preparing for a long wait.
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