The Warlord required that the wolves in his pack knew how to fight, but it was okay that she didn’t want to become a warrior. There was a time where the warrior rank was all he had, but he had grown past that as well. She mentioned a cooking rank, and he didn’t comment. To make one now would be to pander to the idea - and he couldn’t think how they would fit into the current structure of his pack. Diplomacy however, was an idea he could get behind. Though he wasn’t sure what he thought of her heading out into the world without an escort.
“Very well… the rank of Diplomat” He said thoughtfully. What test should he apply to her? He decided on something simple, but required thoughtfulness. “Very well. To gain the rank - Venom’s daughter, and crown heir Kiyohime is getting married and I’ve been invited to attend. Venom’s children are like grandchildren to me” He explained - and luckily, Isa would have seen Venom during his children's birthday party. “Think of an appropriate wedding gift for her. You may travel to Ashen and speak to her relatives if you think it necessary” He said, pleased that this mission would require a level of thoughtfulness and consideration of impacts in diplomatic relations.
As for what he wanted from Isa… he knew, but he did not want her to comply because she must. “I know what I wish to ask of you, but I will instead place restrictions upon it. I would ask for a kiss, with the knowledge that you can refuse to comply.”
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