"Actually dere is. It is about your choice for de new White Queen." Alisa spoke softly, leaning back in her chair a bit and looking much like "Le Femme Diable Blanc" with her eyes narrowed. "I 'ave my concerns, an' if I got concerns, so will my Guild. Your daughter is not one for de inner circle, M'sieur Shaw. She is a woman o' business an' not of power or excess. Forcin' her into a role she is... uncomfortable in, could lead to disaster. I do not speak like dis to further Alistaire's power, nor de power o' de Guilds. I speak more from experience an' knowledge o' what could 'appen when you bash a square peg into a round hole. I am makin' a request dat she not be part o' de inner circle."

Alisa had overheard Alisatire talking about Stephanie and her reaction to what happened. While she normally had nothing to do with her, Stephanie offered her a new leg, and had been nothing but kind to her. Perhaps she could try to do something, anything to return the favor.

"I am willin' to offer you anyt'ing you want if you leave her out o' dis new Hellfie Club, M'sieur Shaw. Name your price an' I will see to it personally you get it."