Annabel stood silently next to the two rows of graves lined in front of them. The coffins were already resting in the ground and the priest was finishing the last rites. She wasn’t sure why there was a priest in the first place, most of them were not even religious, but she didn’t care.
There weren’t many people present—only close relatives and friends of the Ascendants who had died in the battle. Several human representatives were allowed to pay their respects. Despite that, they had decided that having her and William appear would cause too much excitement, so the two of them stood in the small spot next to Iris’ grave, both wearing deflecting runes.
Anna looked aside to where her parents waited—her mother was crying again, clinging to her husband as her pale face grew more and more ha
