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Ah, so she had misunderstood. Was she disappointed by this? Only some, though she trusted Yings ability to know whether or not her sister could be at the helm of their pack. It was not Hydra's role to keep them from falling apart. But already, Ying's sister had shown great weakness and set a precedent that went against Hydra's own beliefs. Hua would bear bastards if she became with child, and so, the rest of her pack could do so if they desired. The now-Empress had set a terribly poor example. The tactician within her already believed that Ying was the best choice, but Ying would need to learn this for herself. Hydra would not tell her what to do; and, anyway, she felt Ying already knew. Her heart held her back—she would come to realize hearts had no place in maintaining, and strengthening, ones empire. 

Alright, Hydra drawled. If that is your choice, I am with you. I wish your sister and I had met under better circumstances, Hydra hummed—but the other she-wolf only had herself to blame for that. Oh, and... your sister fits well the description of the wolf, Caiaphas—who they call Blackhead. She should be careful; those less observant than me will surely seek to harm her, she forewarned. Many wanted her dead. Hydra among that number.