Chapter 195

Minutes later, we all relocated for the burial. We watched as the casket was lowered into the ground. Father tossed the first dirt on the casket before a team of diggers buried the casket. Then came the reception. At this point, I was ready to get back home. These type of events with the fakeness, the hugging, the greetings. Even seeing the close friends of ours, the Sorooshians, did little to aid my heart ache. The funeral assistant that gave me the gun, stood in the entry to the cathedral. She entered As soon as she noticed me. I followed, needing answers. She walked to the back, to the offices behind the pulpit. Again, I followed, entering the office after her. "Hey..." I said. She looked at me with deep cutting eyes. "Yes?" She responded. "Is my mother in that casket?" I asked. "Why wouldn't she be? Be warned, my prince. That gun was given to you for a reason! It is not your insurance for survival which is why you should leave before your father dies. Escape through the catacombs i