That morning I found an unwelcome guest in my office. The university provost, a lean an elegant bull ant with angry dark eyes. Her natural expression was so menacing it was hard to tell if she was ever pleased. Judging by her twice folded front legs and twitching right antennae —a good mood seemed even less likely.
“We need to talk about the new head librarian.” she said with formic acidity underlining each word.
What is a provost ?
Ah thanks