Arran didn't find Snowcloud in her room, but this hardly surprised him.
There were three places where she could be, and of those, her room was the least likely. When he didn't find her at the ingredient stockroom either, he quickly headed to the alchemists' quarters, knowing she would be there.
His assumption proved correct, because before he even entered the alchemists' quarters, he could already hear shouting in the distance.
An unfamiliar voice called out, "Do you have any idea how rare it is!"
Another responded, "I don't care how rare it is! I need it!"
The second voice belonged to Snowcloud, and when Arran opened the door, he found her facing one of the alchemists, a short middle-aged woman with a bookish face.
Both of their faces were red with anger, and they ignored Arran as he stepped inside, the argument taking all of their attention.
