Junior Sorceress Melisa Blackflame, Part Six
{Armia}
Armia was nervous as she made her way to Headmistress Eliana's office, her mind racing with possibilities.
[What could she want with me?] Armia wondered, her hands tightening into fists. [I haven't done anything wrong... have I?]
She'd been summoned out of the blue, with no explanation given, and the uncertainty was driving her mad.
As she reached Eliana's door, Armia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.
[... I mean, come on. It's not like I'm about to get expelled or anything. Relax.]
She raised her hand to knock, but before she could, the door swung open, revealing the headmistress herself.
"Ah, Miss Duskscale," Eliana said, her piercing eyes fixing on Armia with an intensity that made the young darian want to squirm. "Please, come in."
Armia nodded, stepping into the office with her head held high. She was determined to face whatever this was with dignity and grace, befitting a proper lady.