The door opened, and a young woman with similarly curly brown hair walked in. She had a tall figure, wearing a white women's shirt paired with a black women's formal suit, a fountain pen clipped in her pocket, and a plain black pencil skirt, with high-heeled black leather shoes on her feet.
She looked to be around twenty-four or twenty-five, wearing gold-framed glasses, and her hair was meticulously styled. Although she seemed quite young, she exuded a strong sense of maturity.
"You generally call me by my last name, so you can just call her Haley."
Miss Aphrola said, motioning her niece to come over:
"Haley, this way. You've met Sylvia and Benanis four or five times before, so I won't introduce them again. This is Miss Ciris Lathes, the second in command of Golden Dawn under the Council."
"Hello."
The young woman bowed to greet, and Miss Lathes hurriedly stood up, indicating no need to be so formal.
"This is Miss Luviya Annette, she is a good friend of ours."
"Hello."
