"Huu…"
Rey lingered near the exit as the other advisors dispersed, his eyes tracking the one person besides himself who hadn't voted—a woman he estimated to be in her mid-thirties, with sharp eyes behind thin spectacles and an air of meticulous precision in her movements.
She gathered her documents methodically, arranging them in perfect order before placing them in a leather case.
Everything about her suggested someone who valued organization and accuracy above all else.
As she moved toward the door, Rey positioned himself to intercept her path naturally.
"Excuse me," he said, his elderly voice polite. "I don't believe we were properly introduced during the meeting. Modred Helt, Rank 12."
She paused, studying him with those sharp eyes. "Elara Venn. Rank 7. I serve as the organization's Auditor."
The truth is that everyone had already been introduced in the meeting, but sometimes that was insufficient to properly gauge a person's worth and their standing in the organization.
