Kingdom of Ash

The years he’d realized he wanted to have, the
stories he wished to hear, the male he wished
to know. And never would.
Had Gavriel known that? Or had he fallen
believing his son wished nothing to do with
him?
He couldn’t endure it, that potential truth.
Its weight would be unbearable.
When the candle sputtered out, Lysandra
rose, and took him with her.
A grand burial, Aedion silently promised.
With every honor, every scrap of stately
regalia that could be found in the aftermath of
this battle. He’d bury his father in the royal
graveyard, amongst the heroes of Terrasen.
Where he himself would be buried one day.
Beside him.
It was the least he could do. To make sure
his father knew in the Afterworld.
They stepped into the street, and Lysandra