"Because it hasn't been used for nearly a century. The regulations belong to a period when the family was dealing with spiritual curses generation after generation. Most modern versions of the laws don't even include that section." The Grand Elder answered.
"And you cremated her body without an autopsy, without a second examination, and without even waiting for my father to return?" Selera asked with more coldness.
Something like heaviness settled on Valdran's face.
"Yes."
The girl slowly exhaled.
"That night, I thought I was preventing a disaster. If the report that reached me was true, keeping the body could have infected dozens of people. I chose between preserving a dead woman's body and the lives of living people."
Selera said nothing. This answer didn't calm her, but it had a problem: it was logical, and that made it even more infuriating.
"And later?" Daniel, who had been following the smallest change in Valdran's expression from the start, suddenly asked.
