Seraphina's Pov
As I watched my father's lifeless body being carried out of the house, a strange numbness settled over me.
The once-mighty Koran Hook, a man respected by the kingdom of Aldoria and trusted by the king himself, was gone. Just like my mother years ago, he had died in my hands, and now, I was truly alone. An orphan.
The air around me felt cold despite the warmth in the house, and despite how truly devastated I was, I couldn't bring myself to cry. Everyone in the living room was watching me, waiting for the daughter of the great Koran Hook to break down, but I couldn't give them what they wanted.
Tears would come later, perhaps when the realness of it all finally sank in, but not now.
