When you think about it, it’s kind of hilarious how shittily things have gone for Ianthe since becoming a lyctor. That was her big moment, she won! She got to do her dramatic villain speech explaining to everyone how she outsmarted and out maneuvered them. Everything was coming up Ianthe.
Cut to like two days later and she’s down an arm, her sister is MIA, and to add insult to injury her triumphant rise to lyctorhood is being upstaged by Harrow’s romantic lobotomy stunt. This was supposed to be her moment and no one actually gives a fuck about her.
It’s kind of tragic. She became an immortal demigod by sheer force of will and raw intellect and still no one will give her the time of day.
She then spends months being negged by Augustine, rejected by Harrow, and basically ignored by John. Her reward for saving god from certain doom is becoming his emotional punching bag and managing his downward spiral while dealing with a zombie apocalypse and playing diplomatic negotiator over corpse zoom.
And to top it all off The Third House made her birthday a memorial for Coronabeth. There probably aren’t even any posters of her face.