It had been sometime since she had a proper one-on-one with her Samurai. This month had been a particularly busy one — between officiating their claim on Queen’s Rest, diplomacy missions, and introducing more numbers to their ranks. Including more family members she had not seen in lifetimes. The clan was stabilizing nicely thus far, and Izumi held this knowledge with pride.

She sought out the white titaness that day, during a time when her duties weren’t so crazy that they couldn’t spare a moment alone. Sovereign made a fine addition to the dynasty’s ranks — and her strength had the potential to train others should more mercenaries join their ranks. Though that wasn’t the only thing she wished to talk about with her.

Sir Yoshirō, she called her younger cousin by his proper title as she approached the gilded titaness. He is on a scouting mission, and I made sure to tell him to keep a look out for the wolves of Skjoldrheim, should he run into them.

Truthfully, the woman knew little about the group, but maybe the young baron would return with the information needed….