Lys: A Sudden Realization

There seemed nothing more to say. For a moment, Aithne thought she had found an ally of similar circumstances, but she was wrong. They may both be cut off, but the girl was insistant that it was merely transitory for her, and the idea of being Scotti- even in simple concept- was obviously extremely distasteful to her.

The name Ambrosius niggled at the back of her mind. It was always harder to think after one of her fits... Ambrosius... Lord Ambrosius... It finally clicked.

"You are the ward of the Ambrosius?" She was astonished. "Who has the audacity to take you from him?" Now she was afraid. Whoever it was, she was in his employ. She was now owned by a man who had made the most powerful enemy possible. And the sort of feud caused by a situation such as this often ended with no one going untouched in some way or other.