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[lordofmanor]

Perhaps she won't miss that boot.

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[heirtothedragonsfire]

[Isidor watches him for a moment, then calmly holds out a palm. With a flick of her wrist a slender flame appeared just above her skin. In another gesture it shaped itself into a ball and changed, slowly, until it was an orb of orange light.]

[Her hand returns to rest on her lap again while the orb hangs mid-air. She smiles politely at Lord Grayson.] Not for everyone.