"Empress of Criminals?" Amelia suggestions with a grin. "Why not take the highest title possible when you get to decide which one you have?" No need to dream small when ruling all is the goal.

Laughing softly to herself, the rogue takes a moment to remove her new vambraces and sets them aside next to her clutch on the table. "I'll help you reach the goal, if you'd like. You can be the face of it all and I'll happily work from the shadows. My best work's done in the dark corners of the world as it is."

Business acumen and charm get one far in life, but nothing beats the immediacy or catharsis of violence. Nothing beats either of those for keeping thoughts from wandering, either, and Amelia is more than ready to forget the worst of her recent memories.