The Last Rite of a Fallen Queen
He shook his head a bit. "Not yet there is still one thing that needs to be done with the thing."
Her eyebrows came together a little. "My lord?"
Leon looked at the body covered up that was near the middle of the courtyard. It was Natly the queen who had fallen. She was Natshas sister. The white cloth that covered her was moving a little in the wind. It went up and down like the breath she took. The place, around them was still messed up from the fight and smoke was coming out. Leon just looked at Natly. He kept looking at her. You could not tell what he was thinking.
Leon said this softly after the gathering. He wanted people to get everything ready, for a burial. The queen should have a funeral Leon thought, because that is what a queen deserves.
Alina was really surprised the order was totally unexpected. Then she remembered to behave. She stood up straight. Bowed her head again. "As you want, my lord."
