"Lady Ashlynn, you can… You can wield a Holy Flame Blade?"
The look on Lady Mairwen's face blended shock with a trace of reverent awe that Ashlynn had seen on too many faces since she began displaying her powers to people from the march.
Whether it was Eamon's zealous conviction or Rosie Pyre's declaration that Ashlynn must be a Saintess, people of strong faith had equally strong reactions to the things Ashlynn could do once they moved past the notion that she was a wicked witch.
Already, Ashlynn could see the beginnings of that all too familiar look on Lady Mairwen's face, and she moved quickly to put a stop to it.
