There was still time to flee and hide out somewhere in the mountains. Unfortunately, there was still too much to do, and once her mother was here, there was no telling what would happen. Intending to sneak rather than go frontal assault, the former became out of the question.
There were several booths and boxes set up higher that would hold the big VIPs. They were also high enough up that the dust and traces might miss them. Accepting that she could no longer flee, she chose to face this matter head on.
Sighing she would have to do this herself, breaking in through the back was going to be too much so the front was her only options. Taking a moment, she pulled out a simple knife and cut off the sleeve of her blouse before she wrapped it around her arm to hide her steward marking. As she did, she made a few cuts in the fabric of her clothes elsewhere. Once completed this she wanted to end her mother.
