The Bishop continued to intone about the eternal.
Was the afterlife where she would see her mother again? This was the anniversary of her mother's death.
She hadn't seen her since the age of four. Her younger brother was too young to remember, while her older brother, king in name only, was always strangely calm on this day.
For her father, the regent, this day was the only day of the year he showed signs of emotion over his late wife. In ten years, she had only seen him grieve at public events.
The memories never sat right with her.