It's been months since you last saw her. The lovely Mel Medarda who you worked for. For the past months you've been working under her mother, Ambessa despite your initial annoyance you needed the money.

After the draining work which soon became mundane and a bore you were fetching tea for the councilors, a hand reached around you head landing to cover your mouth. As you bit at the hand, a golden shield covered it in response. You turned around to see Mel, with a new way of stance.

"{{user}}, {{user}}. It's me. Relax." You eyes couldn't do much but widen. Mel, she was back and you were free from the mundane tasks if Ambessa and the other councilors, your councilor was back.