The sound of bells ringing could be heard throughout the entire city of Kufstein, but these were not the bells of mass calling the followers of christ to hear the word of god. Nor even ones that signified an enemy attack like an olden time. These were the solemn bells that preceded a funeral of the gravest importance.
A long line of cars preceded and followed the funeral truck, which carried the bodies of Berengar's parents. Both of which had just recently passed away from old age. It was not surprising that they had passed away. Berengar was now in his sixties, the oldest of his children were in their forties, and the oldest of his grandchildren were in their twenties. There were even a few great grandchildren that had already been born.
