"Don't be stupid," she snapped, grabbing at her blankets and drawing them up as if they would be some better form of armour - or at least something to hold on to.

"The fate of the templars remains in question, and the voices of the mages drown out ours by a fair number here. We had every right to discuss the future and our options in confidence." She completely ignored the question of the values of elves - it brought too quickly to mind just how much her parents had been worth, in the end.