Isla entered the temple, her mind on matters at hand, knowing fully that things were never quite going to be the same after this discussion. She was either going to be pushed out of her office or have more work put on her, which at this point she wasn't sure about really. She slowly slipped her way toward the Mallus' office, adjusting the fire colored robe and reaching up to knock on the door.
There was a hushed moment as she started to try and compose the words she was going to use, her mind a whirlwind of activity, mostly focusing on her own perceived inability to take control and do the job she'd been hired to do. With this new threat she figured it was time to either 'man up' so to say or step aside and she was not one to step aside.
A breath taken and released, a mind focused on what was to come and what was to be she finally let her hand fall upon the door, three times the sound would carry through the wood, three times it would echo off the walls surrounding her and three times she would nearly jump out of her skin waiting for the word to be given and entrance gained.