At Celumëomaryu's entrance, Anna was prepared to go elsewhere, but she stayed to watch the Elf's abuse of poor Tella. The girl was just doing her job, however misguided it might be, and didn't need to be mocked for it.
Leave off, Celumëomaryu. She's only doing what she's told to do.
Celumëomaryu rounded on Anna. She considered her little more than a chambermaid, though she'd had as much power as the Elf had, when she was alive. "What do you mean, 'leave off'? Who are you to tell me what to do?"
I'm a resident of this castle, just as you are, and she is.
Celumëomaryu snorted silently. "That means nothing. You have no power over me."
Of course I do. I have as much power as anyone. Even him. She gestured toward the kitchen when a poorly aimed butter dish flew through the doorway. It impacted with the astonished Elf's chest and smashed into the wall behind her. With a "Haaah!" She vanished. Anna turned at the sound of Tella's giggles in her mind and smiled before she wandered off up the stairs. Discomfitting the accountant was always an accomplishment, and though it was really Maladil who'd done it this time, she doubted he knew or cared, and she felt no compunctions about taking the credit. She turned back in time to see Tella kick a shard of glass back into the kitchen and fade out. Two major accomplishments already and it was still early morning! Anna sensed this would be a good day.
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