Princess Eleanor and Grand Duke Christopher stood at the side with sad expressions on their faces.
The High Priest was reciting the prayers as he looked at the coffins with three dead bodies. Everyone was sad, but few of the nobles had a lot of thoughts in their minds.
The people supporting the Grand Duke's family were happy, but the ones supporting Prince Richard's were not so. Especially his maternal Uncle. The man had lost his biggest backing - his sister who was the Empress and his nephew who would have been the next Emperor. He felt like the power was slipping out of his hand. He could not grasp the situation.
"Is it the doing of the Grand Duke?"
"From the time it is known that he is the First Prince, everything is turning out disastrous."
"We have to take a stand. How can we let this happen?"
"But haven't the Cenid Kingdom's people taken a stand against it? Did they really?"
