The Many Ramblings of K. A. Webb

Possibly not canon.

Ginevra stared out of the window. The world was changing around her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. No one else could have taken on the leadership of the Black Hollow because they weren’t of the original bloodline, but that didn’t mean they wanted a woman in control, especially a woman who was only at orange level. She sighed. One of the mages who’d left was busy setting up his own house, knowing that it had been done once before when the Hollow itself was created, although it would never be the same. Many mages had followed him because they didn’t like or trust her. Of course they didn’t know, couldn’t know, how much of an effect she’d had on the Hollow since she’d stepped into the position of second in command. They knew one of the reasons she’d been chosen and hadn’t believed that her cousin would have picked her as second even if they hadn’t been related. In the end it was their choice to make whether they could live with her as their leader.

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.