"Grand elder Miss Snowfall," Amden said; a hint of surprise evident in his voice.
"Young master Amden," she returned.
Silence hung in the air for a moment before Amden pressed, "What did you mean when you said I was expected here?"
"I meant exactly what I said," she stated simply, turning and beginning to walk towards a corridor opposite the sofas. A staircase led to the floor above.
"Follow me. We should talk in a more comfortable place," she added as she begun her climb on the stairs.
Amden's brow furrowed slightly.
"I would love to that, Miss Snowfall," he said. "But I guess I am in a bit of a hurry and hoped if you could help me with a little matter."
Miss Snowfall paused, turning to face Amden with a small smile.
"I know you are in a hurry, Mr. Vantistart," she said. "But do not worry."
"The girl has some time, and I can offer more help than you wanted."
