The King's funeral parade wasn't held the next day as said by the royal advisor. There were too much things to be prepared because the queen never started the preparation beforehand at all. It was like she never intended for a funeral to happen. But because the royal advisor told her to get on with her husband's funeral, she was forced to organize it and after a week, it was finally going to happen.
"Mother, will you please tell me who that royal advisor really is? You've told me nothing about me and you've avoided me for a week! Why did you just let him order us around?!" Vincent asked.
Celestinia's long black dress dragged on the floor as she whirled around to see if anyone else was listening.
"Shush yourself. You're too loud. This is your Father's funeral, Vincent," Celestinia said sternly.
"So, are you going to answer me Mother dear?" Vincent asked. "You can't avoid me now. You're going to be stuck with me all throughout the ceremony."
