The next day dawned with a somber air as Ophelia prepared to attend the burial of the late king. The skies were overcast, reflecting the mood of the capital. Draped in black, Ophelia made her way to the palace, her mind occupied with the recent revelations and their implications.
The procession was solemn and dignified, with members of the nobility and the royal family gathered to pay their final respects. Ophelia stood among the mourners, her eyes scanning the crowd.
Her eyes caught sight of the bright red hair and noted that the queen dowager was now in her presence.
As the ceremony began, Ophelia couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air.
The queen dowager's presence only added to the tension, and Ophelia found herself wondering what role she may have played in the coming events.
Her eyes shifted to the six people right next to the queen dowager, who were equally bowing their heads to the casket of the late king.
