The morning of the funeral, we wake early before dawn, and dress in full black before heading to the castle. The horses are due to leave from the castle at 9am to walk a full circuit around the main streets and then finally come back to the castle. It's the same route that Lilli's casket took and as with her funeral all the people are out with flowers to throw on top. Queen Amalla always preferred roses, so roses of all colours cover her and its uniquely beautiful.
“I did do my job you’re the one who pointed a gun at us and killed her.”“How dare you?! That is slander and I will not stand for it!”
I wake to a black wet nose in my face and hideous dog breath, that almost makes me pass out.“Ugh oh wow, Fang blagh go away I can't breathe.”
I throw myself off the cliff as I hear Rex and Tony yelling at me, terror in their voices. I am falling but I feel no fear of losing my life, instead I feel a change sweeping my body, everything feels stretched, but it’s as though a hidden piece of my soul has been unlocked.
After the deep cold and darkness that took over my body when I was shot the first thing, I feel is warmth. It's a strange warmth not, like a blanket or a warm bath but, drier more intense.
To have her in my arms again is amazing, I feel whole again, it's simply incredible. I never want to let her go; never again do I want to be separated from her. I feel her begin to shake a little and I realise that she is finally allowing herself to relax, I press my face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. She smells different, like pine and fresh spring water.
I'm frozen in shock after my father finishes speaking, it's all I can do to hold tightly to Drake's hand, whilst holding a sleeping Jacob in my arms. Can this all truly be real? Or am
“Not to worry, it will take time, but he will become comfortable with us.”“Drake, would you like to meet him properly?”