WHO: A mother and her son
WHEN: Thursday October 21, before dinner
WHERE: Nafretiri’s office
WHAT: A normal meeting turned interrogation
Nafretiri sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. Really, sometimes these students made her wonder just how much they did pay attention in class. She made another mark on a test page already riddled with red quill scratches then marked the total off on the top - Study harder, you may need to get a tutor.
She looked in disdain at the large pile next to her yet to be completed. The only real qualm she had about her job - all the paperwork and grading she had to do, especially for her Advanced Runes classes. She grabbed another paper and re-dipper her quill to start on the next essay when a knock sounded on her door.
“Come in,” she called out.