Chapter 75
- Isadora POV
- The atmosphere was tense with grief as the bodies of the massacred were piled up. The chief guard walked up to me and said, "My lady, the number of deceased is numerous. It's impossible for us to give each one an individual funeral."
- I nodded, wiping tears from my eyes with a handkerchief. "You are right, and besides, we have no time for that. It's best we give them a mass funeral."