Chapter 49: The funeral

The air hung heavy with grief as the kingdom of Arondale bid farewell to Prince Daemon, a young life taken too soon. The halls of the castle resonated with solemnity, as the mourners gathered to pay their final respects to the fallen prince.

Prince Alexander, burdened by guilt and anguish, stood hidden in the shadows, his heart heavy with sorrow. He had chosen to remain unseen, to bear his own private torment as a consequence of his actions. From his hidden vantage point, he watched as the mourners filed in, their faces etched with sorrow and tears streaming down their cheeks.

Isabella, the pillar of strength amidst the sea of grief, approached Alexander, her gentle touch bringing solace to his troubled soul. In the midst of the mourning, she stood by his side, her presence a balm to his wounded heart. Without a word, she offered her silent support, understanding the pain that gripped his every fiber.

As the somber funeral rites commenced, the air filled with prayers and eulogies that