Jocelynn had been expecting Ashlynn's question, or at least one like it, for much of the evening.
Before they even entered the city, Nyrielle had told her that Ashlynn would offer her a place in the new empire, but she would have to decide for herself whether or not to take it.
"The task ahead of us is monumental," Nyrielle told her on the first night of their journey from the Vale of Mists to Lothian City. "Even my grandsire never ruled over a territory as vast as the one we intend to govern. No Eldritch Emperor has held a domain so vast in more than a thousand years."
"Your sister and I will need all of the help we can get, and Ashlynn has repeatedly praised your skills in matters of commerce," Nyrielle said. "In the days to come, she'll turn to you for help that has nothing to do with becoming a member of her coven."
"Even after what I've done?" Jocelynn asked. "You think she would trust me with something important?
