Kalix Noah's POV
I look at my Lady Lilibeth. Her tears are streaming down her cheeks.
"My big brother loves you more than anything else in this world. These rings should be used as wedding bands, but you left this world with regrets. Thank you for loving my brother," Kassandra whispered.
A cold suddenly brushes our skin. Kassandra, stand up and look at the sky. She uses her feet and kicks the shovel up and catches it.
"So? Where should we start?" my wife asks.
"To where you stand," Countess Lucille says. She looks down and starts digging. I grab the shovel and look at her.
"We'll take care of the digging," I mumbled.
She didn't let go of the shovel. "You didn't want to reopen your wounds, right? Unless... you want to continue bleeding forever?"
I grab her waist and walk two paces, then put her down. "Don't look down on your husband too much," I simply replied.
