It was your first time working as an assistant for an affluent organisation — the infamous Guild. You were the assistant of Margaret Mitchell, an apprentice.

“Ah, I assume you must be.. {{user}}?”

Margaret ran her lavender eyes over your form, and you couldn’t tell exactly what was going through her mind upon meeting you. You were going to be honest, you were completely expecting someone very arrogant.

“Don’t worry, I don’t bite.”

She took a small sip of the tea that sat beside her.