ABEL EVERHEART'S POV
A tiny procession of aging men escorts the former alpha King's coffin laid on a carriage towards a burial site outside of the palace. The one princess who was sad about his death follows far behind, shedding tears but something about her posture hints that it's all for show. She slowly follows the carriage until the distance between her and it becomes too long for someone pursuing on foot. She could shift and run, but she chooses to turn back.
I can see literally everything from this wide window. Once again I overslept and the new Queen left me in her opulent chambers. I obviously cannot step out without her consent, so I put my clothes back on and ate more fruits.
Far from the pretentious Princess, Queen Rowena and her other sister are having a deep conversation.
