@canonfoddcr: 𝟹𝟸 from the Duke. he's being a hater and trying to destroy her research.
The scent of burning paper hit Miranda's nose and at first, she paid no heed to it as after all, the Duke had his own peculiarities and so long as he didn't meddle with her affairs, she wouldn't be too harsh in turn. It wasn't until she realized just what he was holding and destroying in those grubby mitts that she'd practically burst aflame with her rage.
She had written many reports of her research over the long decades of life but this, this was the one that started it all in her cultivation of the cadou, megamycete, and their applications on living hosts.
In a flurry she was upon him in an instant, batting the burning heart of her very reason of existence to the snow for extinguishing. She'd partially mutated her wings into sharp clawed appendages that caged him in while she got in his face, small hands fisting clothing and flesh to anchor herself to him.
"That was rather foolish of you, Duke. Are you telling me you wish to wage war against me and mine? It'd be my pleasure to be rid of your noxious presence in my village once and for all."
