"Anne, someone's here for you."
Her matron's voice came from her bedroom door, she looks at her table clock and tilted her head in confusion. This is too early to have a guest. Though she figured there was no harm in going down and seeing the guest herself. She put off her pajamas and wear one of her shirts and skirt. She tied her hair up and go down to the lobby.
A beautiful mature lady was sitting on the sofa, she never saw her before.
"River Anne?" asked the lady to her, they shake hands for formality.
Anne tried to remember her face, maybe the woman on the B street, a vendor or a café owner, but nothing came to her mind. "I'm sorry, but, have we met?" She politely asked the lady in front of her.
"My name is Amaris. I'm the chief alchemist in the Alchemia tower. You may have met my son, Brom." Said Amaris to Anne.
