Lavica walked around Amaryth, lost and confused with no one with her. She had lost Roan once she entered the city and Lavica felt an amount of relief and fear at his disappearance. On one hand, she wouldn’t have to worry about a hungry beast feasting on her bones, but now she would have to worry about unruly men and thieving urchins. Lavica cleared her throat and glanced around the buildings for an inn for her to stay at.

Distantly, Lavica wondered what her mother would be up to at that exact moment. Lavica imagined she would be doing nothing except sitting around, cooped up in the Nizak estate. Lavica shuddered at the thought; the moment she became queen, she would set her sights on Kalnach. Her journey would be hard and long, but Lavica was positive that she would get it done. She would go down in history – she would change the world! 

Without noticing it, Lavica had travelled towards the docks. Glancing around, she picked the first inn she saw – The Gutted Karak – and entered it. 

“May I have a room for the night?” Lavica inquired and she received the key.

Her room did not hold the extravagance she was used to, but Lavica decided that this was best to keep a low profile in case her father had intended to come after her. Throwing the small knapsack she had onto the shabby bed, Lavica departed from the inn and walked around for a bit. There were posters all around, one of them advertising something about fighting and Lavica tore it down, folding and stuffing it into her trousers’ pocket, intending to check it out later.

The Evoker decided that maybe she should attempt to find Roan considering he had a Relic as well. She began shoving through the crowd, using her elbows and shoulders in any way possible.

“Understand?”A voice ahead of her said, and she ran into the poor. Stepping back, she called out a unladylike word which she took much pride in saying.

“Watch it.” Lavica hissed, crossing her arms and awaiting an apology even though it might have been her fault.