The voice chuckles. "I don't think more than thirty people know exactly what you are, Princess of the Earth. Some of those may oppose you. Others will oppose you because they are the Powers that Be. And you'd be a threat to them. Others might find word of your powers."<br/><br/>There's the sound of a fingernail tapping on wood. "For instance, did you know that it would be within your eventual grasp to casually condemn almost three hundred square miles? Buildings burn or melt, people die, and the land barren for decades. Or you could even now start a cult of yourself, and few would be able to resist your words."<br/><br/>There's a slight pause. "So you can see why there would be many interested in you, either as obstacles or patsies or partners."