"Ollie, none of us are just one thing," Ashlynn said, startling him out of his inwardly spiralling thoughts. Picking up a loose twig from the ground, soft scratching sounds filled the air as the witch began to sketch a simple circle in the frost-covered dirt at her feet.
"Sometimes, I'm Lady Nyrielle's Seneschal," she explained, carving out a piece of the circle. "As her Senescahl, I'm expected to attend to matters during the day while she hides herself away from the sun and can't interact with the waking world. At those times, I speak with her voice to execute her will, or I act on my own, but always on her behalf," she explained.
