Chapter 61

Aurora's passing had left a deep impact on everyone in the palace. She was beloved by all who knew her, and her loss was felt deeply by the staff, who had grown close to her during her time at the palace.

On the day of Aurora's funeral, the palace was filled with mourners, all dressed in black and wearing expressions of grief. As the service began, there was a hush that fell over the room, broken only by the sound of mournful music.

I stood at the back of the room, my eyes swollen with tears. Aurora, Ryder’s nanny and my confidante, had been a beloved figure in our lives. As the service progressed, my grief became more pronounced, tears streaming down my face with each sob, my shoulders trembling.

At the front of the room stood Ryder Paxley, his anguish palpable. He had lost the woman who had raised him, leaving him struggling to comprehend the sudden absence in his life. Beside him was Xavier Nightshade, his expression solemn, a testament to the friendship he share