EdwinaA year laterThe chapel had never felt so heavy.Every pew was filled — dignitaries, business partners, old family friends, CEOs of companies that bore the Sebastiani name in their boardrooms, politicians who had shaken Andrei's hand across negotiation tables, and ordinary people whose lives had been quietly changed by a man who never thought small.They had come from every corner of the world, dressed in black and grey, their faces carrying the particular exhaustion that only grief can produce. Outside, the bells had tolled at dawn and had not stopped until the procession entered the chapel doors.The casket sat at the front of the nave, draped in the royal colors of Mercia — deep crimson and gold. Atop it rested his crown. Not worn. Just placed there, quietly, as if even the crown understood it had lost its king.I sat with the family in the front pews, close enough to see everything, far enough to feel like I was watching something I wasn't sure I deserved to witness. These
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