Astrea did her best to keep her expression neutral when she saw who entered the room. She was utterly surprised to find herself face-to-face with the dark-haired woman.
"Fenrir, she can't walk freely in here!" Salome pierced her with her brown eyes, crossing her arms over her chest in a defiant manner. She looked like she owned the place, taking Astrea off guard. This was the last thing she needed.
She knew Salome. This beautiful delicate woman was one of the contenders at the Luna Trials, her previous failed mission. Salome was a strong witch and one of the first to leave the event. Back then, Astrea didn't pay her much attention for that reason alone, regretting it now. Otherwise, she would have at least some kind of insight on that woman.
Well, everything officially sucks now! Nova a
