Loira frowned slightly as a piece of Shelley's hair came loose. What a bother... She had always wondered if her spending all that time doting on Abdiel was particularly healthy. Not that her mistress seemed particularly stable, what with the frequent bouts of tears. It bothered her that Lord Ishamael did not see to that, maybe with a psychiatrist or medication. It was simply irresponsible.

"I suppose so, my lady."

A bright, cheery smile as if suddenly distracted. She had asked to see the guest list of the party so she would know how to fix Lady Shelley's hair.

"I heard that Lanfear will be at this party. She is supposed to be very beautiful."