Grass Cut Under Her Foot

Singing Grove seemed almost disinterested in the whole affair and was laid back in her chair, her eyes almost closed. Astaroth knew this was about to change, though.

"So, Dilya. We called you here today because we have an offer to make you. And we called the guild master because she must also approve of this," Astaroth started.

This statement alone made the Guild Master raise a brow and made the Elven girl shrink even more.

'What could a king and queen possibly want from me?' she wondered, her mind filling with angst.

Phoenix took the torch from there, and leaned in, propping herself on the table with her elbows, clasping her hands together.

"We would like you to become a commander for a magic regiment we intend to form. You came highly recommended by the three current commanders, and they said they would love working with you.