~Nemo~
An Odd
Dot refused to listen to Minerva's words with a shake of her head. Trying to keep the elf from battle was like asking her to stop breathing, also this wasn't the place to be teaching anyone anything. "Come Priscilla, but stay behind from the battle. I don't want you to get hurt. We're going to have a talk once this is over." With that she left the throne room, with a shake of her head. "I think I'll dictate what's wrong with my own fucking body, Minnie." she muttered.