Being proud of her name...
How could she..? She was the last daughter of House Larven, fleeing while her family was butchered and burned alive. She couldn't do anything—anything at all—except running. She was too weak, too inconsequential. She did not matter.
Being one of the regions near the Empire and Eldoris border, it was their duty to protect it.
Once she had started to learn all the things to get as many skills as possible on which her mother really insisted on, Her father, Dorian, taught her swordsmanship. She was very clumsy at it and made tons of mistakes everyday, but her father never got angry with her, he was just not that kind of man. Instead, he patiently explained and demonstrated every move again and again, until she finally managed to produce an imitation good enough to make him smile with pride.
