The next morning, the suns were gone. Thick gray clouds covered the sky. The palace was very quiet. It felt heavy, like the sky was also sad. Eren came into my room early. She did not bring food. She brought a dress. It was black, long, and heavy. "My Queen," Eren said softly. "It is time. We must get you ready." I sat up slowly. My body was tired, but my heart was not weak anymore. Yesterday, I cried many tears. Now, those tears were gone. What was left inside me was fire. "The funeral," I whispered. "Yes," Eren said. She looked down. I stood up. Eren helped me put on the black dress. The cloth was smooth. It felt cold on my skin. Eren brushed my hair with slow, careful hands. She came close and whispered, "You must be strong today. The Alpha, he will—" "I do not care what the Alpha wants," I said. My voice was low, but it was not soft. It was like a rock. Eren froze. Her hands stopped. She looked at me with wide eyes. "My Queen… what did you say?" "You heard me," I said. "N
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