Helen’s POV
Hunter’s Funeral was a large event with royal motorcades and long-winded speeches about what sort of person he was. Everyone not only in our kingdom attended, the other royals attended too, and most thought I was crying for the loss of my mate. In fact, I was crying for the overwhelming support and love shown to him. I knew we were loved. It was overwhelming, nonetheless.
I let Caitlyn loose on my apparel, and she opted for a simple above the knee black pencil dress with a black fascinator tied to the side of my blonde hair. Kyle, Jacob, Lucas, Cody, Nathan and Uncle Steven carried the casket down the aisle, created at the cemetery, since it was a graveside burial. Although, I believe the 20-gun salute was a bit much… “You think?” Caitlyn asks, shaking her head. “I thought it
