CHAPTER 22

KHLOE

The drums rolled and whispered their poetry in ballads , a sad tune to mourn the man that had died, a commoner , a father and a friend , His burial and passage to the after life be will forgotten so quickly in the heart of the other sympathizers but will definitely leave a print in the heart of his loved ones .

The burial of the commoners were easy , two coins on each eyes for the ferry man and a few drums roll as his body is burnt till ashes to prevent an incarnation.

Khloe could not get the mare of Lucan death over her ,to her it felt like a joke , the chapter from a sad book written in perfect tragedy . She had cried till eyes very dry and would give her no more tears and looking at Wyatt sobbing as his father was burnt had freed the tears of her eyes from its shackles as it rained down easily.

Galvan was there,the same old devil Galvan . Khloe could see him from the corner of her eyes and with way Lucan had died and the way Lucan had spoken about his death she w