Amara was buried three days later.
There had been no public announcement.
Nuria had only recently returned to the world, and Arik had no intention of explaining to foreign governments that a princess dead for more than seventy years had technically arrived at the palace alive before dying for the second and final time.
The imperial mausoleum stood beneath the oldest section of the palace gardens, carved directly into the mountain rather than constructed above it. Pale stone columns framed the entrance, their surfaces covered with names that stretched back farther than most modern nations, while saint's breath grew wild along the descending path despite the colder air beneath the trees.
Amara was placed with her family.
Seraphina rested there.
Silas too.
