Raavi could see her Master in the mirror—authoritative, beautiful, and powerful. However, she could look the same as Flavia, but she could never possess the woman’s inherent grace and magnetic presence. Raavi could adopt the same attire and hairstyle, but she could never capture the essence of what made Flavia so mesmerizing. It wasn’t just about looks; it was the way Flavia moved, the way she spoke with conviction and warmth, and the way she commanded a room with her sheer charisma. Raavi admired her Master, at the same time hated her for hiding something so important for so long.
Flavia betrayed them, and she has to live on with that fact. Her Master’s image can never be restored, but House Taaffeite is different. In the memory of her Master, even if it’s not something everyone would ac
