Becoming the Grim Knell

"The Clan has decided to grant you the Grim Knell's egg to fuse with." Yahard Tusk was seated in a room alongside Zahaella. Kneeling on the floor before him was his daughter, Asaeya. He stared at her and continued, "But before that, I need to ask you something."

"Yes, Father." Asaeya said respectfully, "Ask me anything."

"Your mother gave you a mission. That was primarily the reason you were granted authority to trade with Inala." Yahard Tusk seemed casual, but slowly, he exerted pressure, causing the room to tremor in response. "So, why haven't you done anything to progress it?"

'I expected this.' Thinking as such, Asaeya stated calmly, "There's only one reason towards that."

"Just one?" Yahard Tusk raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"