So, this is how a throne is built.

Steller would take it herself, but she knows only Fiadh would follow her. Of the wolves assembled, she is not a known quantity. And she admits, Dimitri's pretty face would win hearts as soft as these. But she can work with this. She can stand behind them, whispering in their ear. Fiadh would respect Steller's input, and Dimitri would cave to Steller's demands. And their children? Steller is already planting those seeds there.

She offers only the barest acknowledgment to the old regime. It would be wisest to kill them, to eliminate any competition to the regime, but it's not Steller's call. She does notice the child growling and gives it a cold glance, not even acknowledging it as anything more than an object of which to be disposed. Let it know that she can and would remove its presence if it does something stupid. Keeping the useless creatures in the periphery of her vision, she turns her focus primarily to Dimitri.

"I will stay with you," she declares. "The eaglets will need protection." And they are as much her blood as any children she bore. "And should the old guard return, perhaps it would do well for her to know these lands are protected."