The queen comes for her crown

The girl was smart, and smart enough to realize the opportunity her aunt was presenting her. Deathbelle felt her own lips pull back into more of a grin as Recluse took her offer with a smile and crossed the threshold into Ashen. Though Recluse was obviously a proud young thing she didn’t skip out on giving respect where it was due and Deathbelle didn’t miss the humble nod as she pressed further.

”Well, neither skill will be neglected here.” For now she would likely place th egirl in a Noble Solder rank, but she could go to Hela for scholarly lessons. Harbringr and herself could teach her their battle skills. ”For now I’ll rank you as a noble soldier.” She started, lilac gaze watching the girl from the corner of her eye. ”If you excell, as I assume you will, the Samurai rank will be yours quickly.” Then from there the world was her oyster. She could ascend to Daimyo, perhaps even her hand, or perhaps even build another leg of the Empire.