Hi fellow humans! Here's my update! Sorry it took so long! I'm really glad you all enjoy this so much! Thanks to all of you for reading. Now, on with the story!-😈

"Oh shut up you bloody sliver. You couldn't make me do anything if you tried. I'm like you. Besides, why don't you do something, hmm? Don't you guard Barrow or something?" Cameron sounds like she's in a fight with my Arvens guards. They rush in holding her by the collar. She glares at them. "Put me down you incapable fools." In response they drop her in front of us. Without knowing what I was doing, I run toward her.

"What the h*** is going on out there," I ask. She replied quick, keeping Maven from stopping her.

"Your niece is. Telaporting all over the place. Can't silence her," she whispers. Suddenly my kids rush out. I don't know why but I follow them out too, with Cameron leading the way. Maven follows in suit unable to reprimand me in front of the cameras. There is chaos.

My niece is teleporting all over the room, backing away from a Provos boy and a pack of taunting sliver kids, who's trying to catch her. My kids are already there, trying to get some of them to back off. They succeed, until the Provos boy is the only one left. He tries to create a cage around Clara, but fails as she teleports away. Elara then incapacitates him with a small bolt of lightning. They run to her, calming her down. Eventually, she stops moving. Even though Clara was suffering, I smirk. Maven's going to have a tough time fixing this mess. Can't marry her to anyone. Can't say she's sliver.  Can't say she's my niece. The rest of the people in this room are newbloods guard's and sliver nobles. This will be fun to watch.

Unfortunately, Maven has a plan for anything.

"Do not panic. I will consult her family and inquire about her ability. Senitals, please escort the girl to the newblood training room." The sentinels nod and take Clara by the arm out the door. Everyone turns back to Maven. He looks at me. I sigh, knowing exactly what happens next. But I remember something else. He doesn't hold all the cards. Not anymore. And I am going to light his world on fire and let him try to survive with just ashes. So, I'll play his game a bit more. But too bad that he lost his queen.  This chess match is no longer controlled by him. So, Maven, I'll do what you want until you find a sword in your back. After all, anyone can betray anyone.