A few days earlier,
Inside a waiting room within the Hunter Association Headquarters. Sara was sitting on a couch in a polite and proper way, suited for a maiden such as herself. Her eyes threatened to fall shut on her but she kept her focus up as best she could.
She raised her head when she heard the door open. A staff member of the Association was the one behind it.
“Miss Whitegate, the president will see you now.” The staff said.
Sara only gave a nod before standing up. She then followed the staff to the Association President’s office. The staff opened the door for her and let her enter while she stepped back and closed the door after Sara had entered.
The office was the same every time she entered. The only difference she ever noticed would be the amount of paper on the president’
