( Zandar, Severus's POV )
Amidst the somber shadows of Zandar, a silent gloom had descended upon the assembly of vampire lords as they gathered to pay their final respects to Vega Titus.
It wasn't just them either as beyond the grandeur of the palace walls, the streets of Zandar were a sea of flickering lights.
Millions of commoners and soldiers, unable to enter the hall of lords, gathered outside, holding candles that danced like fireflies in the night.
Their silent vigil was a testament to Vega's influence and the love he had garnered from all ranks of society as when seen through the lens of an outsider the sea of candlelight seemed to stretch endlessly which seemed to symbolize a river of shared grief and solidarity with the fallen lord's family.
Severus, who like most other lord's arrived well before the invite time to show his sincerity, navigated through the gathered crowd with a palpable sense of discontent and anger in his heart.
