Irena felt powerless as she watched things falling apart in front of her, darklings attacking her from every direction her sword swished through their bodies effortlessly. Her blade held holy water and godly symbolism and burned her to the touch. SHe watched as lawrence fought isiah and Lorelai chargeing at steffan this had to stop and so it shall. "STOP." she shouted over the noise and threw her weapon down and thre her daggers down as well. "I yeild. Lorelai take what is mine, have the throne. If being queen ment this much to you we could have had a civilized chat about this but i see what you want and now i surrender" She says and bows to her and throws her tarnished crown to the floor where her weapons lay. "This kingdom deserves a better queen, someone who is fit and just and i see now that, thats not me" her voice trembling she sucks in a breath and waits on Lorelai would do now.