"Flog me all you want, gutterborn. Pain is not exactly a thing I have to worry about anymore." She rose from her seat and composed herself. "You did something for me, I shall do something for you. We both can help each other to get what we want. I've been gathering intelligence on the Ironbanes for months now--I've monitored their troop movements, spied on their encampments, and even read some of their battleplans. I can provide you information on the Ironbanes, and perhaps even more if you'll keep me as an agent. In return for my services, I merely wish to be restored to my ancestral birthright when the war is over and the Goldenblades are victorious."