LEVISHIA QUINTESSENCE
"Levi, darling, you must be so devastated right now." Uncle Alfonzo enveloped me in a warm hug, his face solemn and genuine. In my fragile state, I couldn't bother declining a warm hug. He softly caressed her back, whispering soothing things. At this time, Levi was thankful there's still a relative that cares about her well-being.
They're in the gazebo, where the benches are still damp due to the pouring rain earlier. It was already a few hours after my parents' burial, but my grief didn't lessen—not one bit.
One thing that bothers me is how they were ambushed and who was the mastermind. I have so many probable suspects, since my parents are monarchs. They always have huge bounties on their heads, not to mention the pride the suspect will have once he's renowned
