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Personal theory: Riven didn't shatter her own blade. Elder Souma did, and the result sent the shard of her blade straight in to his neck, killing him. Technically dead by a wind technique, his own, rather than Yasuo's. Potentially she went to Souma seeking absolution, asked him to break her blade and be done with her life as a Noxian, only for it to horribly backfire.
Really interested to see how this plays out from here. God Yasuo's gonna be so torn up about what the sod he's even supposed to do.
Yasuo, the Forgiven?
I also dont think its that straight forward! i mean its pretty clear. why would she kill the elder? if elder died before she left noxus then yeah maybe. but something else happend.she was either forced to kill him, an accident happend OR something else was involved! there is a reason she doesnt remember!
Hint : name of the story!
Good writing; it lingers where it should and passes over where it shouldn't.
It seems we finally have an answer, that a few suspected from the start, as to who killed Elder Souma. I feel there is more we aren't being told though, such as the exact nature of the elder's death. We know Riven willingly broke her sword, which means the only way for a fragment to lodge itself in the elder's neck is if it followed her change of heart. Taking into consideration the blade refuses to hold its shape while Riven struggles with her past, Souma's death does not seem deliberate.
I'm going to call it now and say it was the priest. He told the bone washer to keep a vital piece of evidence to himself and he seemed to be aware of the power within Riven's blade.
This is so good and addictive.
Here’s a different version of Part 2:
Riven settled into the offered chair and gave the audience a bleary-eyed glance. She had heard of the courts of Ionia from defiant farmers who demanded justice from Noxus. They received none.
And she was determined not to, either. Life in Noxus had taught her to put strength above all, and the strong would never willingly suffer punishment, deserved or not. Therefore, Riven had already swallowed her pride and resolved to do whatever would spare her conviction and punishment.
That began with appearances. Though a Noxian would eagerly crush the weak and snidely condemn any not understanding the circumstances of their destruction, an Ionian would hesitate. It behooved her to feign meekness and confusion.
“What is your name?” the falcon-nosed judge asked.
“Riven,” she replied her voice catching with a croak.
“Would you like water?” the judge asked.
Riven bit her tongue and gazed plaintively at him, nodding silently.
The bailiff thrust a skin of water into her hands, and Riven made sure that the crowd had noticed her wince and flinch. “Thank you,” she croaked again before taking a long, slow sip.
“Where are you from?” the judge asked.
Riven’s instinct was to duck and mumble, but she knew that doing so could suggest that she felt guilt. She held her head level and answered, “I came from a small farm. It’s in Trevale.”
“And where is Trevale?” the judge continued.
“Noxus,” said Riven, regarding the audience.
The crowd took a breath. Riven closed her eyes as though to weep, then opened them and said, “I can only hope that this court will treat me better than the Noxian army treated you.”
Jeers rose from the audience.
The judge leaned over to look at Riven, “That’s an audacious thing to say, child.”
Riven cast her eyes down but kept her head high, “Indeed. It is an audacious thing to show mercy to a defeated enemy. Many would fear that it would lead only to betrayal. But a brave few, the couple who have cared for me among them,” said Riven, lifting her hand to point at Asa and Shava, “have such courage.”
This time, the jeers were quieter, and a few dissenting voices argued with them. It was a victory, Riven thought, albeit a small one.
“You are not here for your service to Noxus,” the judge said. “We honor the laws and customs of war. It is you, I am afraid, who may not have.”
Riven glanced up at the judge, “So, I am charged with a crime?”
“The killing of elder Souma,” the judge answered, “As a political leader, his death by your hands would constitute assasination.”
Riven’s eyes widened, “I will need time to prepare a defense to this charge. May I ask, your honor, that this trial be adjourned until I have had time to read my indictment, review the evidence, collect my own, and decide how to appear before the court?”
The crowd stared and grumbled in frustration.
“The trial will not wait.” said the judge. “We will hear your attestation, among other things, and decide your guilt today.”
“But your honor,” Riven replied, “if I understand your intention, then you mean to ask me questions that may seem, to you or the audience, to incriminate me. That is unjust. Even a confession to the charges, much less any denial or refusal to answer, would be tainted by the suspicion of lying about and hiding things. I could be forced to bear witness against myself, and the court would still not be satisfied.”
The judge sighed, “Were you a lawyer in Trevale, Riven?”
Riven forced herself to blush and said, “I wish I had been.”
“Very well,” said the judge, “You shall be granted time to prepare a defense.”
Is part 3 coming out today? Thought it said "the story continues tomorrow" on bottom of part 2 post.
So does this story happen before or after 
"The Bird and The Branch"?
I hope in the third chapter we'll see bit of Yasuo too doing something.