"No, you're wanted at home," Mira said to her, scowling. "You wanted to help, good. However, the way you went about it..." She was cut off by the head of the Blackmoores, but allowed him to speak. She hated that he had a point here, but no one was listening to [i]her[/i] tonight. Though as he continued and bragged about "bathing in the blood of innocents," her frown furthered. "Oh, I doubt I'll be back." Her gaze turned back on Adelisa with narrowed eyes, silently screaming at her to leave. The night was so young and she was already exhausted. And there was still something going on back at the manor...