Slyvian slowly clenched his fists, anger brewing in his heart. Who the hll gave them the idea of burying the king along side his mother.
He was a king after all his body needn't share a ground with commoners. If they dared to bury him beside his mother he could dig out his corpse and throw it away.
"But I don't get it tho..isn't there a royal cemetery just for the royals why would they bury the king in the commoners cemetery.
"I have no idea if he would be buried along side a woman then it should be prince Damien's mother, his actual wife not some title less concubine.
The lady on blue said nonchalantly as she sipped the milk tea she really couldn't understand that they were thinking, burying the king along side commoners that was blasphemy.
Crack!
The glass cup shattered into pieces spilling the milk tea unto their bodies.
"Ah! That's odd! How did this happen? Does this place now serve low quality glasses.."
