Serene's POV
My steps felt heavy, the dread falling over me as I trudged through the white snow and made my way toward the burial site where his funeral was to be held. The air was crisp and lashed against the flimsy red dress I adorned, but I didn't care, not today. The hairpin settled proudly in my hair.
The bouquet of red roses Crimzon had given me before I left was clutched tightly in my hands and it felt strange that I was bringing flowers for him when he was already gone. Father, Kilamin and Zian accompanied me.
I glanced ahead and found all my friends huddled outside the cemetery door. They were talking among themselves and as soon as they saw me, everyone hushed and an awkward silence fell over.
Father, Kilamin, and Zian went inside, leaving me with my friends to catch up. Ralph instantly moved and wrapped his arms around me, giving me a tight hug he whispered:
"I am sorry," his cheeky smile was gone today.
