MAYA
My father would be laid to rest today.
It had been a hectic week. I'd worked hand in hand with Beta Alaric, inspecting every detail the sub-departments handled for the funeral: catering, seating arrangements, security protocols, and guest accommodations. We'd ensured safe passage for everyone traveling to Ashbourne, coordinating escorts for high-profile visitors and double-checking routes to avoid any Feral threats.
This would be the second funeral I'd ever attended. The first was of Finn's mother, years ago. Now it was my own father's.
The funeral hall was filled with silence as guests trooped in. Each person stopped at the entrance to murmur quiet condolences to us. My mother and Isla flanked me on either side.
I was dressed in simple black. I barely registered the words each g
