She was already in exile. Her old town thought of her as a danger, a traitor, and a freak.
But what she was about to do would surely get her executed immediately: no trial, no court.
That is, if she ever came back, though she wasn't planning to.
Lyria took a step toward the portal cave. It was the only portal cave known in all of Farathane, the world of magick. Deeper and deeper into the cave she went. As soon as she got to the center, there was a bright flash. Terce, Lyria's best friend, who had followed Lyria secretly to check up on her, was the only one who had witnessed Lyria's crossing through the portal. He didn't know of her plan. Terce waited for Lyria for 6 moons.
Lyria never came back.
Lyria was gone.