30th Of Ashan
It was a bitter pill to swallow but damn she felt so free as she left her apartment and headed out the door as she walked the cobblestone paths, she was adorned in platemail that shed purchased at the Bazaar and it was time to find a new direction for her life as she gripped her sheathed sword in her hand as she emulated what little she had from Qylios while the mark of Celarion glowed like a halo around her arm.
She wasn't about that butcher shop life anymore, and even though shed been hauled out and dumped on her ass at the council meeting it was fine by the mortal born, fuck them too. She had herself and she felt strong enough to forge her own path and break away from the chains that held her down. Discipline had given her a new strength, she saw it for what it was. They wanted a princess to go a party unprotected, it wasn't happening being plopped on her ass after all shed been through she understood what that meant it was a big fuck you. And she felt the same about Kura, she hoped it was a trap and that shed suffer the same way she had. Acted like she was a hero but took no responsibility for bringing the building down that caused the catastrophe that Scalvoris would have to clean up. She knew what she saw when she shrieked, and even if the imperial wanted to pretend like it hadn't that was her problem she could live a lie and her mother could fawn over her.
Lavana was done with her mother, and done with Kura and her feral sister and did not need either of them or there mother Karem either the imperials were a toxic lot and dumping them was easier then she thought. Both Karems daughter's had sought to harm her in the beginning so it was easy, they weren't friends and never had been. And it made it easy to empathize with her sisters plight
Lavana was now free to be Lavana as she had a grip on herself that she never had before. It was an exhilarating new experience and she felt emboldened by it. It was dangerous to feel so unburdened like life was her oyster, but at the end of the trial she was clueless as what to do with such a quaint little gift.
What she wanted above all things was to hurt her mother but that was a fallacy unbeknownst to herself. She didn't understand that immortals were different, and while she could exist outside of her purpose her mother could not; she was bound to it.
But really the only thing left, all Lavana needed was a direction! She wanted her sister but couldn't even fathom where to begin on that as her steps simply fell into place one after another. As she contemplated her choices quietly trying to arbitrate herself.