Ashelia grimaced. Kaji wasn't wrong, but there were certain standards that had to be upheld. By her, anyway. As a monarch, she understood that there were things she could do herself, and things she could only have others do. Until her title proved meaningless in this land, she had a code of ethics to follow.

"Until proven otherwise, I am obligated to expect the worst. Depending on the reception given us by our..." she trailed off, struggling momentarily to find the right, tactful, word.

"...hosts, it may be necessary to flee the city. Until then we must make use of its resources while we may."