Aviya watched with curious eyes, white masked face turned slightly. Her brows furrowed, eyes narrowing slightly as she watched her queen silently. Aviya had followed the Dark Empress to this cave, with all of the intent to speak with her about receiving a rank, but now she watched as Psyche with silent determination. The blue-eyed she-devil let her eyes travel down to the ebony and violent shard, and she took one step forward on elegant cloven hooves. However, as she moved, her queen struck the shard. The sound was new, gem against stone, and it rang in the cave. Instantly, a shrowd of darkness encompassed the Basin leader and Aviya lurched forward, crystalline eyes wide. A sharp breath of surprise and alarmment passed the young mare's lips, heart beating rapidly. Oh no, she has killed herself. the dark princess thought instantly, watching the dark cloud assault Psyche's face. To the filly, it looks as if it was pulling the very life from the shape shifter.

Relief flooded her, but confusion plagued her. The cloud disappeared into Psyche's body, and Aviya cantered forward with purpose. "Lady Psyche!" Aviya spoke quickly and with her voice high, ears perked forward and sharp horn pointed away from Psyche's face. The filly reached out with the softest part of her, the only soft part of her, and touched her muzzle to the Lady's shoulder, eyes lifted to stare curiously. She wondered if the mare would stay standing, or if she would faint, or if she would drop dead. If anything bad happened, Aviya's hooves would push her with ferocity to wherever her father was, calling out in determination and panic for the Nightshade. "Do you need d'Artagnan?" She asked quickly, lifting her face again before turning it to look towards the entrance of the cave. "I can find him." Aviya turned her body slightly, eyes shifting back to the Dark Empress, waiting for a command.

Despite her panic, the dark, evil thoughts of the Doctor's spawn still rung in the back of her head. Even through all her loyalty to the dark mare, part of her wished her to fall--only for her parent's to rise in her place. d'Artagnan and Kou would be great leaders, and Aviya knew it. Although she was considered highly in the herd by her parent's involvements and rank, she was not a true princess. She wished for power, something everyone could see, but no one knew that she would do anything to achieve it. She never predicted to overthrow Lady Psyche--she admired her--but the twisted filly knew if the opportunity arose, she would have to do what she needed to do to better herself.