Amberly has been touched by the Hand of Cain. Now she is lucking into crazy siutations where she is both being the hero and being put a horrible risk. If she has unknowingly proxied an Inquistor so ruthlessly legendery that an Inquistor Lord is genuinely skitish, unknowingly acting in their name in the eyes of the senior members of the Inquisition while she is making big big waves and doing big big things...
Rosa Panthera: *Having just gotten back from the Long Bathroom Break* Hey, I just finished using the restroom, I'm old, it takes me a while. I come out, and you've plunged this entire region into anarchy in my name. What's going on?
Amberley: *Breaks down crying and just tells everything*
Rosa Panthera: Oh, you poor thing. You're this generation's me.
Amberley: What?
Rosa Panthera: Yeah, every few generation or two there's always at least two imperial servants that manage to accidentally lead revolutionary changes in every part of the Imperium through a combination of severe misunderstandings, shear dumb luck, and bitter irony. Judging by your story, Cain is probably another one.
Amberley: But... but... he's a chaos lord?
Rosa Panthera: Yeah, wouldn't even be the first time. Let's just say there are reasons the Alpha Legion still battle cries "For The Emperor" in spite of being heretic astartes.
Amberley: *Breaks down inconsolably as the implications of all this information sink in*
Rosa Panthera: *Patting the poor junior comfortingly* There, There, it'll be okay. The Emperor never abandons us, no matter how much of a clusterfuck we unleash. Sometimes he even cheers us on!