You Deserve That Much Grace

With the implications of her words left to ring out about the hall, Priestess Arleen observed Daria's expression.

Daria held the woman's red-eye gaze for a few seconds before her lips twitched in an attempt to smile and ease the tense atmosphere,

"Misconduct? Whatever do you mean?" she asked.

"Acting unaware?" the Priestess started calmly, "Is that really how you want to play this?"

"Well-" Daria started to say only to be interrupted by the unrolling of a sheet the Priestess had retrieved from her concealable Spatial ring,

"It's all here in the transcript of the message you received ordering your return so think about that before mocking me right to my face," she said, 

"I must say, I am quite disappointed in you. Getting involved in some local dispute... You should know better."

"I'm-" Daria started to say but she was interrupted once again,