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The first thing that caught Basilia’s eyes was the mark under Zanipher's right eye. She couldn't tell if it’s a scar or a birthmark but her wondering was quickly shoved at the back of her mind.

Zanipher's crisp introduction and swift reasoning on why she was here had caused Basilia to smile in response, better than looking startled. Such level of straightforwardness wasn't something she’d expected from the woman. But then this was their first meeting. If strictly speaking of business, the woman's response was rather normal but a little bit too formal considering her tone. Nonetheless, Basilia thought if this was Zanipher's normal approach or simply a persona reserved for business-related situation.

“Thank you. I-It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person, Miss Zanipher,” the young girl replied softly, bobbing her head slightly before entering the room. Basilia hoped that she’d responded appropriately though. This was her first time acting as an envoy in the business side other than being a mascot.

She shifted the straps of the shoulder bag, and took a few more steps into the room. There weren't anything out of place in the room’s interior nor clear indication that Zanipher was doing something (assuming that Zan had switched off the projected screens), which made the young girl cocked her head subtly. Just as she was looking around the room, Basilia felt that she was being examined from behind. She smoothed her hair down with her right hand in reflex.

Upon hearing Zanipher's question, Basilia whirled around nimbly, her skirt bouncing a little. She put her right hand over her left.

“My mother would like to know if you're available today, Miss Zanipher. If you are, she’ll happily take this opportunity to talk to you about…. business in one of my relatives’ restaurant,” Basilia began, unsure whether the term business was the correct word to use. There was a semblance of vagueness when her mother gave the assignment. Nevertheless, she pressed on, smiling as she tried to relax her mind.

“I know this is a sudden invitation but this is the time she is surely available to meet with.” the young girl said, apologetically. “Mother’s looking forward to meeting you in person, Miss Zanipher. I think you might also take this opportunity to discuss anything with her, especially when both of you are Dragons and leaders. What do you say to her invitation?”

As soon as Basilia ended speaking, she felt that her throat was somewhat dry.