39th of Ophus, 2718
To say that she was torn on her decision to transfer her residency to Brunnhold would be a severe understatement.
Working at Grand Mercy Hospital had been a dream ever since she decided on a career medicine and Elise had fought for her spot there – tackling dozens of researches, being ordered around by various doctors and professors. A residency at the Grand Mercy could only be obtained by the best students in Anaxas and the young woman had made sure she was one of them. To return to Brunnhold… It was certainly not an idea she was particularly fond of.
She was very tempted to simply insist on returning to Vienda. After all, Daalton did say he was willing to follow her anywhere. Guilt bloomed in her heart at the thought, unfortunately. He would have to sacrifice his career for her. One of them would have to make the sacrifice if they were to stay together. They hadn’t make a final decision, but it would need to come soon.
All things considered, it was only fair that she kept her options open and try to learn more of the residency in Brunnhold.
With that in mind, the young woman strode through the front doors of the hospital and headed for the reception desk. It was still early in the day and she was surrounded mostly by people clad in white coats, interns and doctors alike. Meanwhile, Elise was clothed in a simple blue dress and a black overcoat. The sight of them simply reminded her of how much she missed the days she spent in the operating theatre.
“Have Professor Eljor arrived for the day? I have an appointment with him,” Elise said to the woman sitting behind the desk. An older galdor woman with her black hair tied into severe bun.
“Unfortunately, Professor Eljor is unavailable for the day, miss. Perhaps we can reschedule another appointment,” the receptionist said briefly, only glancing up for a split of second before returning to her work.
Elise raised an eyebrow but kept her smile on. “Oh, I am not a patient. I am one of his students and he offered me a tour of the hospital.”
The woman blinked and then looked down upon the papers on her desk. It took about a minute until she finally looked up again. “Miss Elisora Rivaen, isn’t it? I am sorry to inform you that Professor Eljor had actually left for a convention since yesterday, but he did say that another professor would take his place. Will that be alright with you, miss?”
Seeing that it would be far too much trouble to reschedule, the young healer nodded. She was not exactly surprised. The man probably remembered too late that their meeting clashed with whatever event he was attending. “Very well. I shall wait here.”