#Chapter 252 Farewell

A small group gathered in the cemetery near Nikolas and Eliza’s home that Saturday for Nikolas’s funeral. We created a singular line encircling the open grave, with the Priestess of the Moon standing behind the tombstone. Noah and I stood at the foot of the grave, staring directly into the gaping hole. “Brothers and sisters,” the Priestess began, “we are gathered here today to put to rest our most honorable Brother, Nikolas Vanderbilt. Nikolas was known to many of us as an eccentric fellow but a fine dressmaker…” As the Priestess continued her eulogy, I looked into the hole that would be Nikolas’s forever home. I wondered if it would be suffocating down there in the afterlife. I wondered if the Moon Goddess could really find you and bring you home to her queendom no matter what happened to your body. I was shaken from my thoughts by the clearing of a throat. Andrew. He stood on beside Princess Aurora, who had chosen to stand to Noah’s right. Why they had decided to take spots so c