I suppose you can say that, yes.

An elegant, slight head tilt, I oversee the pack as their leader and guide them forward.

Sovereign nodded a couple times in understanding, knowing now she stood before royalty, even if not the Nordic kind she was familiar with.

By this point, Sovereign had already agreed to accompany Izumi in her travels, at least for a time, and the shieldmaiden felt a small part of her perk up at the Empress' inquiry as to her now-previous status; I take it you were a warrior yourself amongst Skjoldrheim?

The pale monolith nodded once, pulling herself to walk beside the ink-dipped crane, "Yes. I was a Vaettfang, Skjoldrheim's title for intermediate warriors who are not yet masters."
She drew a breath then, scanning their surroundings for a moment to reassure nothing unwanted was lurking...

Satisfied after a few moments, Sovereign's attention returned to Izumi beside her.