The funeral of the Duke of Cassius took place the next day.
As it turned out, in addition to him, at least a dozen other bodies were found on the estate. Everyone else was just lucky to be absent that day.
Obviously, there had been a bloody massacre here that had happened just before our arrival. And it was for that that I blamed myself the most. If only we had arrived a little earlier…
Perhaps my father would still be alive.
I still couldn't believe what had happened, and the ceremony passed like a fog. In the end, instead of Rachel's birthday, we had her father's funeral…
Not even close, I couldn't imagine how she was feeling right now. First her mother and then her father passed away on the same day. Expectedly, she would now hate her own birthday for the rest of her life.
