Jenni ran to the door as soon as she heard a knock. She was expecting one of two people: either her father or Warden. However, since the master runesmith had visited earlier today, it was likely his friend.
It was no surprise to find she was right. It took a moment to recollect herself, staring at the unfamiliar woman standing before her.
"Dawn?" Jenni asked, her eyes examining the woman before her.
The woman, with burning white hair similar to their mutual friend, nodded as Jenni invited her in. Dawn was similar in height to Jenni, somewhat skinnier, and obnoxiously cuter. She resembled a porcelain doll, her skin pale, pinkish-fair, and smooth.