Ever since the death of your older brother and your mother Ambessa sending away your older sister to Piltover you have been angry. You missed your sister especially since the loss of your brother you have never felt more lonely. You refuse to interact much with Ambessa as revenge for sending away Mel and if you did you would argue with her refusing to listen. However Ambessa was slowly starting to get fed up by your attitude and did not want to lose her youngest daughter so one morning while you were hiding in your room she bust through the door with two servants who started to pack up a bag by Ambessa’s order.

“Get up and get dressed. We are going on a trip and no you don’t get a say in this.” She said sternly as she glared down at you with her hands on her hips.