Chapter 53: Laid To Rest
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Azimir rode his horse as quickly as he could, not even caring about the blazing sun above him. He had departed the moment he had finished speaking to Vasili, handing over the matters of Ideni to his Beta and Gamma. All he had in mind was Aylin's well being and her alone.
'Wait for me, Aylin. I reach you soon." He whipped his horse lightly and the animal started to gallop with a quickened pace.
The wolf in him was snarling at him for not letting him out and taking control of the situation. Azimir ignored the animal's roar, eventually shutting it out of his mind. He could have used his wolf form to reach Aranill as quickly as possible.
But Azimir knew how risky and troublesome it was. He had to pass by quite a few kingdoms on his way to Aranill and his wolf form would only make it more problematic. It was easier for him to meet rogue wolves on his way.
Moreover, it was considered a disrespect towards the Alphas of the other kingdoms if he were to pass through their lands in his wolf form. It was an indication of him provoking them and calling them out for a fight.
Although Azimir wanted to reach Aylin as quickly as possible, he did not intend to add more to his problems. So he decided to go in his human form, ignoring the feral animal's rage that was threatening to break out as time passed.
Sweat dripped down his forehead as he traveled at full speed through the roads that led to Aranill, making the caravans and the other carriages on the path stop temporarily. They could not even make out who they had seen for the man had reached a long distance in a blink.
'I am on my way, Aylin. Please wait for me. Be strong.' He begged in his mind, gritting his teeth in helplessness while his horse galloped like thunder on the now deserted road.
Meanwhile, oblivious to Azimir's thoughts, Aylin stared at her family members who now lay inside the coffin covered in a white cloth. Their faces were pale but peaceful as they slept forever. Neither could they hear Aylin's screams for them to return to her nor could they see her sorrow in her lost and hopeless eyes.
The priest chanted his prayers, hoping for the dead to rest in peace while the others lowered their heads, offering their last respects. One by one, the guards started to close the caskets and eventually, it was time for Aylin's family to depart forever.
Aylin stared at his young siblings and her aunt, her eyes completely in a daze. It was as though she was not even here. Her soul had already escaped from her body to be her family. Her face was pale and her eyes were swollen and red. She stood lifeless as she watched the guards covering the casket lids and they lowered the casket slowly.
Although it was bright and sunny, to Aylin, it was a day of darkness, of gloom. The warmth of the sun did not reach her heart and all she felt was sadness. People approached her with words of concern and support. But none of them registered in her mind as she kept her gaze fixed on the ground where her family was being laid to rest.
Myron sighed lightly once the guards finished with their work and he turned towards Aylin who stood with an expressionless face. Unlike the other parents who were grieving their son's death, Aylin stood still, her feet rooted to the ground.
The deceased guards' parents kept wailing. But none of the cries fell on her ears and Myron started to have a bad feeling about her condition. She was behaving abnormal and for a moment, a strange notion entered his mind.
'Aylin is heart broken right now. What will happen once she gathers herself and comes out of her grief?' He stared at the young woman with a frown on his face. 'Disorder will erupt soon and Aylin will not stop until she finds the man behind this gruesome act.'
Gregory noticed his King's eyes on the now fragile lady beside him. But he did not react much. Though King Myron was a power hungry man, he at least respected people to some extent, unlike his daughter who considered everyone beneath her to be peasants. His King was considerate enough to not speak much at this sensitive time where any wrong word would trigger bad memories and turn the situation awkward.
Oblivious to what Gregory was thinking about him, Myron kept his gaze fixed on his Commander. 'Now, it is the year of the moon and in a few weeks, the other Alphas will arrive at Aranill. I just hope things do not turn ugly.' A low growl emerged from him in frustration and other than his son who was right beside him, nobody heard him.
Caelan gave his father a questioning look before he averted his gaze away from him, suspicious about his father's peculiar behavior. He then turned to him again and followed his light only to be surprised to see Aylin's dispirited expression.
'Please stay strong, Aylin. Everything will be fine soon.' He wished in his mind silently.
The people started to leave the graveyard one by one after giving their condolences to Aylin who stayed mum all the time.
"Commander," A rare gentle expression made its way on Myron's face. "Please take care. We will speak when you have collected yourself and in your saner mind."
He then turned towards the two men who were standing on either side of her and nodded at them lightly. "Sir Gregory, Sir Erik, please take care of her. She needs you the most."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The men obliged with a bow and waited for the royal family to leave the place before they lifted their heads.
Eventually, other than Aylin, Gregory and Erik everyone left the place and the two men turned towards the woman beside them, only to find her lost in thoughts. All of a sudden, she looked delicate and helpless in their eyes and the men did not know what to say. They just stood still as they looked at each other in worry.
"Aylin," Erik started and bit his lip while Gregory looked on. "Shall we go home?"
His voice was soft, barely audible. But Aylin heard him clearly and she turned to him slowly, her lifeless eyes staring back at him, making his heart wrench in pain.
"Home?" She let out a sniffle. "I do not have a home now, Sir Erik. I am all alone in this world."
"No, dear. You have us. You have me and Gregory and also Louis. We are always here for you." Erik took a step towards her but Aylin instinctively stepped back.
"I would like some time alone please," Aylin mumbled.
"But..." Gregory interjected.
"Please. I just want to say goodbye to my family members."
Gregory looked at Erik for a moment before the men eventually relented.
"Fine, dear. We will be right outside." Gregory gave a worried look at Aylin. "Please call us if you need us."
Reluctantly, the two men left the graveyard and Aylin was left all alone with her depressing thoughts, along the haunting demons that came back to her slowly.
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Azimir rode his horse as quickly as he could, not even caring about the blazing sun above him. He had departed the moment he had finished speaking to Vasili, handing over the matters of Ideni to his Beta and Gamma. All he had in mind was Aylin's well being and her alone.
'Wait for me, Aylin. I reach you soon." He whipped his horse lightly and the animal started to gallop with a quickened pace.
The wolf in him was snarling at him for not letting him out and taking control of the situation. Azimir ignored the animal's roar, eventually shutting it out of his mind. He could have used his wolf form to reach Aranill as quickly as possible.
But Azimir knew how risky and troublesome it was. He had to pass by quite a few kingdoms on his way to Aranill and his wolf form would only make it more problematic. It was easier for him to meet rogue wolves on his way.
Moreover, it was considered a disrespect towards the Alphas of the other kingdoms if he were to pass through their lands in his wolf form. It was an indication of him provoking them and calling them out for a fight.
Although Azimir wanted to reach Aylin as quickly as possible, he did not intend to add more to his problems. So he decided to go in his human form, ignoring the feral animal's rage that was threatening to break out as time passed.
Sweat dripped down his forehead as he traveled at full speed through the roads that led to Aranill, making the caravans and the other carriages on the path stop temporarily. They could not even make out who they had seen for the man had reached a long distance in a blink.
'I am on my way, Aylin. Please wait for me. Be strong.' He begged in his mind, gritting his teeth in helplessness while his horse galloped like thunder on the now deserted road.
Meanwhile, oblivious to Azimir's thoughts, Aylin stared at her family members who now lay inside the coffin covered in a white cloth. Their faces were pale but peaceful as they slept forever. Neither could they hear Aylin's screams for them to return to her nor could they see her sorrow in her lost and hopeless eyes.
The priest chanted his prayers, hoping for the dead to rest in peace while the others lowered their heads, offering their last respects. One by one, the guards started to close the caskets and eventually, it was time for Aylin's family to depart forever.
Aylin stared at his young siblings and her aunt, her eyes completely in a daze. It was as though she was not even here. Her soul had already escaped from her body to be her family. Her face was pale and her eyes were swollen and red. She stood lifeless as she watched the guards covering the casket lids and they lowered the casket slowly.
Although it was bright and sunny, to Aylin, it was a day of darkness, of gloom. The warmth of the sun did not reach her heart and all she felt was sadness. People approached her with words of concern and support. But none of them registered in her mind as she kept her gaze fixed on the ground where her family was being laid to rest.
Myron sighed lightly once the guards finished with their work and he turned towards Aylin who stood with an expressionless face. Unlike the other parents who were grieving their son's death, Aylin stood still, her feet rooted to the ground.
The deceased guards' parents kept wailing. But none of the cries fell on her ears and Myron started to have a bad feeling about her condition. She was behaving abnormal and for a moment, a strange notion entered his mind.
'Aylin is heart broken right now. What will happen once she gathers herself and comes out of her grief?' He stared at the young woman with a frown on his face. 'Disorder will erupt soon and Aylin will not stop until she finds the man behind this gruesome act.'
Gregory noticed his King's eyes on the now fragile lady beside him. But he did not react much. Though King Myron was a power hungry man, he at least respected people to some extent, unlike his daughter who considered everyone beneath her to be peasants. His King was considerate enough to not speak much at this sensitive time where any wrong word would trigger bad memories and turn the situation awkward.
Oblivious to what Gregory was thinking about him, Myron kept his gaze fixed on his Commander. 'Now, it is the year of the moon and in a few weeks, the other Alphas will arrive at Aranill. I just hope things do not turn ugly.' A low growl emerged from him in frustration and other than his son who was right beside him, nobody heard him.
Caelan gave his father a questioning look before he averted his gaze away from him, suspicious about his father's peculiar behavior. He then turned to him again and followed his light only to be surprised to see Aylin's dispirited expression.
'Please stay strong, Aylin. Everything will be fine soon.' He wished in his mind silently.
The people started to leave the graveyard one by one after giving their condolences to Aylin who stayed mum all the time.
"Commander," A rare gentle expression made its way on Myron's face. "Please take care. We will speak when you have collected yourself and in your saner mind."
He then turned towards the two men who were standing on either side of her and nodded at them lightly. "Sir Gregory, Sir Erik, please take care of her. She needs you the most."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The men obliged with a bow and waited for the royal family to leave the place before they lifted their heads.
Eventually, other than Aylin, Gregory and Erik everyone left the place and the two men turned towards the woman beside them, only to find her lost in thoughts. All of a sudden, she looked delicate and helpless in their eyes and the men did not know what to say. They just stood still as they looked at each other in worry.
"Aylin," Erik started and bit his lip while Gregory looked on. "Shall we go home?"
His voice was soft, barely audible. But Aylin heard him clearly and she turned to him slowly, her lifeless eyes staring back at him, making his heart wrench in pain.
"Home?" She let out a sniffle. "I do not have a home now, Sir Erik. I am all alone in this world."
"No, dear. You have us. You have me and Gregory and also Louis. We are always here for you." Erik took a step towards her but Aylin instinctively stepped back.
"I would like some time alone please," Aylin mumbled.
"But..." Gregory interjected.
"Please. I just want to say goodbye to my family members."
Gregory looked at Erik for a moment before the men eventually relented.
"Fine, dear. We will be right outside." Gregory gave a worried look at Aylin. "Please call us if you need us."
Reluctantly, the two men left the graveyard and Aylin was left all alone with her depressing thoughts, along the haunting demons that came back to her slowly.
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Best novel online free at novelhall.com or SweetNovel.NetAzimir rode his horse as quickly as he could, not even caring about the blazing sun above him. He had departed the moment he had finished speaking to Vasili, handing over the matters of Ideni to his Beta and Gamma. All he had in mind was Aylin's well being and her alone.'Wait for me, Aylin. I reach you soon." He whipped his horse lightly and the animal started to gallop with a quickened pace.The wolf in him was snarling at him for not letting him out and taking control of the situation. Azimir ignored the animal's roar, eventually shutting it out of his mind. He could have used his wolf form to reach Aranill as quickly as possible.But Azimir knew how risky and troublesome it was. He had to pass by quite a few kingdoms on his way to Aranill and his wolf form would only make it more problematic. It was easier for him to meet rogue wolves on his way.Moreover, it was considered a disrespect towards the Alphas of the other kingdoms if he were to pass through their lands in his wolf form. It was an indication of him provoking them and calling them out for a fight.Although Azimir wanted to reach Aylin as quickly as possible, he did not intend to add more to his problems. So he decided to go in his human form, ignoring the feral animal's rage that was threatening to break out as time passed. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he traveled at full speed through the roads that led to Aranill, making the caravans and the other carriages on the path stop temporarily. They could not even make out who they had seen for the man had reached a long distance in a blink.'I am on my way, Aylin. Please wait for me. Be strong.' He begged in his mind, gritting his teeth in helplessness while his horse galloped like thunder on the now deserted road.Meanwhile, oblivious to Azimir's thoughts, Aylin stared at her family members who now lay inside the coffin covered in a white cloth. Their faces were pale but peaceful as they slept forever. Neither could they hear Aylin's screams for them to return to her nor could they see her sorrow in her lost and hopeless eyes.The priest chanted his prayers, hoping for the dead to rest in peace while the others lowered their heads, offering their last respects. One by one, the guards started to close the caskets and eventually, it was time for Aylin's family to depart forever.Aylin stared at his young siblings and her aunt, her eyes completely in a daze. It was as though she was not even here. Her soul had already escaped from her body to be her family. Her face was pale and her eyes were swollen and red. She stood lifeless as she watched the guards covering the casket lids and they lowered the casket slowly.Although it was bright and sunny, to Aylin, it was a day of darkness, of gloom. The warmth of the sun did not reach her heart and all she felt was sadness. People approached her with words of concern and support. But none of them registered in her mind as she kept her gaze fixed on the ground where her family was being laid to rest.Myron sighed lightly once the guards finished with their work and he turned towards Aylin who stood with an expressionless face. Unlike the other parents who were grieving their son's death, Aylin stood still, her feet rooted to the ground.The deceased guards' parents kept wailing. But none of the cries fell on her ears and Myron started to have a bad feeling about her condition. She was behaving abnormal and for a moment, a strange notion entered his mind.'Aylin is heart broken right now. What will happen once she gathers herself and comes out of her grief?' He stared at the young woman with a frown on his face. 'Disorder will erupt soon and Aylin will not stop until she finds the man behind this gruesome act.'Gregory noticed his King's eyes on the now fragile lady beside him. But he did not react much. Though King Myron was a power hungry man, he at least respected people to some extent, unlike his daughter who considered everyone beneath her to be peasants. His King was considerate enough to not speak much at this sensitive time where any wrong word would trigger bad memories and turn the situation awkward.Oblivious to what Gregory was thinking about him, Myron kept his gaze fixed on his Commander. 'Now, it is the year of the moon and in a few weeks, the other Alphas will arrive at Aranill. I just hope things do not turn ugly.' A low growl emerged from him in frustration and other than his son who was right beside him, nobody heard him.Caelan gave his father a questioning look before he averted his gaze away from him, suspicious about his father's peculiar behavior. He then turned to him again and followed his light only to be surprised to see Aylin's dispirited expression. 'Please stay strong, Aylin. Everything will be fine soon.' He wished in his mind silently.The people started to leave the graveyard one by one after giving their condolences to Aylin who stayed mum all the time."Commander," A rare gentle expression made its way on Myron's face. "Please take care. We will speak when you have collected yourself and in your saner mind."He then turned towards the two men who were standing on either side of her and nodded at them lightly. "Sir Gregory, Sir Erik, please take care of her. She needs you the most.""Yes, Your Majesty." The men obliged with a bow and waited for the royal family to leave the place before they lifted their heads.Eventually, other than Aylin, Gregory and Erik everyone left the place and the two men turned towards the woman beside them, only to find her lost in thoughts. All of a sudden, she looked delicate and helpless in their eyes and the men did not know what to say. They just stood still as they looked at each other in worry."Aylin," Erik started and bit his lip while Gregory looked on. "Shall we go home?"His voice was soft, barely audible. But Aylin heard him clearly and she turned to him slowly, her lifeless eyes staring back at him, making his heart wrench in pain."Home?" She let out a sniffle. "I do not have a home now, Sir Erik. I am all alone in this world.""No, dear. You have us. You have me and Gregory and also Louis. We are always here for you." Erik took a step towards her but Aylin instinctively stepped back."I would like some time alone please," Aylin mumbled."But..." Gregory interjected."Please. I just want to say goodbye to my family members."Gregory looked at Erik for a moment before the men eventually relented. "Fine, dear. We will be right outside." Gregory gave a worried look at Aylin. "Please call us if you need us."Reluctantly, the two men left the graveyard and Aylin was left all alone with her depressing thoughts, along the haunting demons that came back to her slowly.You can read the novel fast updates at novelhall.com or SweetNovel.Net
