On Vastaya
“It has been long enough that I am not bothered by the stares. Demacia may not....enjoy my presence, but they appreciate what I do for them. At least, I hope. “However...when I am with Vastaya, there are no stares. There are no side glances or harsh whispers. How can I explain that, even if I am not one of them, I am still treated as one of them? Excluding the rebel and her consort, I think Demacia could learn a lot about acceptance from others who are different.”









