***WARNING: This chapter contains foul language and sensitive content.
***Alright Now Continuation Of Chapter 27...
-Two minutes ago, at the cemetery-
Han Jea/Nania, Leslie, Carlo, and a coach driver had just arrived at the cemetery.
Han Jea/Nania who had been closing her eyes for a short nap in this carriage ride to the cemetery.
"Madam we are here" (Leslie, said)
Leslie who happened to be sitting across her with eye bags had called to Han Jea/Nania.
Compared to Han Jea/Nania, Leslie had gotten more sleep as Han Jea/Nania had instructed her to.
'Touch gently'
"Madam?" (Leslie, asked)
Leslie got up to wake up Han Jea/Nania touching her gently to let her know they had arrived.
'Slowly open'
"Leslie? Did we arrive already?" (Han Jea/Nania, asked)
At her second call, Han Jea/Nania had woken up asking with a sleepy voice and sleepy eyes.
'Nod'
"Yes Madam" (Leslie, said)
She said as she nodded.
'Turn'
Han Jea/Nania turned to her side to the covered window curtains.
'Although it was a short ride I did get a little time to rest' (Han Jea/Nania's inner thoughts)
'Turn'
'Creak'
She turned to look at Leslie as she got up herself.
"Then we should get going" (Han Jea/Nania, said)
'Nod'
'Grab'
'Open'
Leslie opened the carriage door and stepped down from the carriage.
Soon Han Jea/Nania stepped down behind her or so she was at least.
'Widen'
She halted still on the carriage as she saw a quantity of people in her sight.
It could have seemed chaotic how full this place was but surprisingly they seemed to sync without bumping into one another and each individual seemed to be doing a certain task.
Some people were carrying large fresh flowers to an area where they would hand out white flowers once the funeral began.
Others were carrying umbrellas to another station, some Reynolds Knights finishing placing the gravestones.
There was much more detailing for a funeral that they were preparing but somehow they seemed in a rush.
'Look up'
It was definitely the cloudy weather.
It would rain in a couple of hours or so.
The funeral that would take place this evening would now take place this morning.
All of this wouldn't have been possible without any of them.
The citizens who had seemed to kindly lend a helping hand, the Reynolds knights who worked fast and hard to forward the process, and Damien who had worked all night.
"Madam, if you please" (Carlo, said)
'Extend'
'Look Down'
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