"It's been a while since I saw your kind far into the Kingdom, Rhaegan." The old voice reverberated through the room, it contained the wisdom of ages.
"It indeed has been, headmaster," replied Rhaegan. "We dark elves tend to stay away from troubles as much as we can, but trouble always has a way to find us."
Rhaegan was seated opposite the headmaster in his office. This was sort of like an interview as the headmaster wanted to make sure there was nothing wrong with the new professor.
"I still don't know why someone from the Summer Kingdom joins as a professor in the Spring Kingdom." The headmaster continued, reading the letter Rhaegan had with him. "It's Ludoucris, if you ask me, or the old fool at the Judiciary is just messing with me. Dear god! Curse him be!"
