"I hawe not gazhered you here vor zhat," Jun-Tsu admitted. "Ourz iz not to ztabalize zhe empire, you are not being granted priwilegez und pover, not directly. Leawe zhe vork of zuch ztatecravt to zhe Emprezz-Regent. Let it diztract her und Baraz vor a vhile. I hawe mein own vork zhere, to mind zhe vordz und actionz of zhoze who vould lead in mein daughter'z name. No, vhat I needed vrom you I hawe receiwed."
"I reqvire an inner circle. Zhoze whom I veel hawe earned a modicum of truzt. Who hawe prowen zhrough more zhrough action zhan vord zheir loyalty to eizher meinzelf," she looked to Sylvain and Remmington, "or to zhe Empire writ large," she looked to Jo'ren and Dayana. "You are zhoze I vizh to keep cloze, who'z council I vizh to hear. I am now among zhe highezt ezchelonz of pover, zhruzt zhere by deztiny. Und I muzt hawe mein netvork zhe zhame az Arya, as Baraz, as all zhe Dark Counzilorz. You are zhe virzt of zhat netvork, und I pray, for zhe good of zhe Empire, und mein daughter'z rule zhat you are eqval to zuch a tazk."