Aurora opened a portal back to her original location, striding angrily towards the door, her short black skirt billowing around her thighs, the buttons on her blouse straining to contain the firm mounds of her breasts.
The door swung open with a click, revealing the prim secretary still sitting behind her desk.
"It was you, wasn't it?" Aurora said, narrowing her eyes.
"What do you mean?" Feigning ignorance, the prim secretary tilted her head and responded.
"It was you who tipped off the human empire about the alert," Aurora stated, leaving no room for doubt.
The prim secretary's cordial smile suddenly turned vicious. "I guess there's no use in hiding it, yes. How does it feel to know you've had a mole working as your secretary for two years?"
Aurora dug her fingernails into her palms as she tried to control her anger. She was usually as calm as a monk, but whenever the topic of her adopted son came up, she turned into a raging storm in an instant.