<strong>Adonia's Office---Mira appearing for the first time.</strong><br/><br/>Mira had shoved the latched of Adonia's office open, not bothering to knock. She had standing orders that she may entered when it was necessary, without annoucing herself, so long as Adonia had not given orders to contradict them. The small blonde did not expect to find her Mistress and a gaggle of people, to include that dreadful Marco, to be standing just inside the door. The waifish woman had to slip in through a barely cracked door to keep from smacking Grace with the handle or the thickly paned wood. A look was garnered to the slave that her Mistress was currently standing infront of. A Cenii warrior from what Mira had overheard. Amazon warriors who carried off noblewomen and maids to do gods only knew what. And Adonia was staring at the chit as if she were about to begin drooling.<br/><br/>Mira frowned, watching her Mistress and what was to become her obvious competition. Adonia was known to favor those with red hair, and they were rarities in the Empire these days. A stab of sharp jealousy inched up her slender spine, causing her shoulders to rear back and her eyes to narrow. It was than that Mira noticed the huddled form of Sophie, and let out a small laugh under her breath. Adonia still had not spared Mira a second glance, so the girl trotted over to the chair Adonia had vacated, settled in and replaced her own slippered feet where Adonia had just taken her own away from.<br/><br/>A hierarchy of slaves were maintained in the house, Mira was very near the top when it came to the household slaves. Adonia had indulged the petite little blonde for nearly five years now and found most of her antics quite amusing, so she did not worry about being reprimanded for settling into the winged back chair. Her eyes slid over the huddled frame of Sophie before she leaned forward enough to whisper. "My how the mighty have fallen,<em>my lady</em>." The last was said in an obviously sarcastic tone.