The funeral for Noelle and Marco was set to be at four in the noon at the east side of the citadel where a funeral pyre is being prepared.
Red was preoccupied with so many things in her head that she had almost forgotten to check the time.
She fumbled for her pocket watch and gazed at it for a few seconds, marveling at how the buds that had surrounded the flower at the center had opened one by one.
Three buds already bloomed and four more were yet to be. Four more trials that was meant to be the gauge of the Faey Queen to whom she will leave the crown and her people to.
Red clicked the watch open. The mechanical gears of the timepiece made sounds that could either calm you, or tick you off.
Tick tock, it moved with precision with every second that passed them by.
3:04pm.
It was almost time. Less than an hour left for them to prepare for the funeral and afterwards, the fourth trial will be held.
