The moment the plant witch finished making the soil in front of the house rich and fertile, Edmund and Leofric carefully lowered the coffin from the carriage and carried it to the grave the soldiers had dug earlier.
Leofric opened the coffin and stared at Lorelle's lifeless body. There was something in his eyes, but it was hard to tell exactly what he was feeling.
"You'll be cold if we bury you without a coffin," he murmured.
Lorelle, who was standing beside Primrose, immediately rolled her eyes. "That body is already dead, so how could I possibly feel cold?"
[I even left it buried under ice for days. Seriously, what is wrong with him?]
Leofric had hidden his thoughts, so Primrose couldn't read his mind. Even so, anyone could see that he looked like a man burying the real Lorelle, just as he had done in her past lives.
"The coffin would stop the soil from absorbing the nutrients from her body," Primrose finally said.
