Being the head of the Curatorium of Secrets meant she had to take risks and make tactical moves. This all started off as a revenge for her father, but now, she herself doesn't know what or who she's doing this for. She's all lost in her thoughts and emotions and unsure of what to make of them.

Sitting on top of her desk inside of her office, a client entered with no warning. She was used to this— Clients suddenly entering the Curatorium with no warning and in the middle of the night was like an endless routine. And amidst her thoughts, her gaze fell over the person that entered.

A new face? Must be new to Nod-Krai.

She turned to face the costumer, an alluring expression on her face as she greeted them. "Greetings, newcomer. I assume you're new to Nasha Town?"