Bertha knew she would never hold her fan in her hands again.
She sacrificed the lives of many vampires to get it. The fan has been with her for a thousand years, in which she hasn't been able to figure out what kind of fan it is, much less what it can do.
The interest in the Little Clan Leader's eyes is a fast pass to find out what she will do next.
And she was absolutely right.
"Oh, I like this fan, I feel an affinity with it, so I will decommission it, hmm, yes... This will be part of the punishment for Bertha, if she doesn't want to be the example and be the first to receive the ultimate punishment, it must be a punishment that hurts one way or another..."
Little Mara had no scruples to take the fan away from Bertha, but it is true, she was in a trance, but it is mostly because she felt resonance with her soul; it is as if the fan was calling her and asking her to hold it in her hands. Something so inexplicable that she couldn't help but act that way.
A daylight robbery.
