She's young, twenty-three at the most.
"Have some hot chocolate," she tells Salem. It's a temperate spring day, but he nods and accepts.
He transcribes the audio records of her meetings. She commands the room, more out of energy than charisma or leadership ability.
When autumn comes, his internship ends. They go to a cafe to order hot chocolate-the first of many such occasions.
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I read a theory once that Salem wasn't a high-ranking member of the Lopt Sect, though I can't remember where.
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