Miriam's bedroom smelled of fresh dragon blood and Spite sat in the far corner of the room with her gaze locked on the floor. Miriam was still in bed and sat up a bit to look at Ashia.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"She told me about your little... adventure in Elwynn. And that you ruined the farm of a very good friend of mine." </span>She looked at the Blue who winced and cowered noticeably.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "I don't like hearing about unnecessary destruction, it upsets me. But what upsets me more is when my pets forget their place. I've been very good to you, Emily, and I've been very patient with you. So what do you have to say for giving Ashia such a hard time today?" </span>The Blue slowly looked at Ashia and swallowed.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"S-sorry... I let my temper go and said things to you... that I shouldn't have." </span><span style="color: #4d4dff">"But she brought your livestock home safe and sound and it's already at the stables where the others are sorting it out."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>