Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160225002526/@comment-17114085-20160415145828

(That is what I meant, he was nice enough to go to the funeral of a King he never met so he would probably be at the Duke's funeral.)

Rob and his uncle were consoling his mother, who was grieving at the loss of her father. Eduard was the duke now. Unlike kings, dukes didn't usually have fancy coronation ceremonies. The Dukes of Old Gate didn't even have a crown to be crowned with, only a simple white-steel circlet. The Tussaud circlet was now sitting atop of Eduard's brows.

"It is good that you two were here for the end." Eduard told them as he had his arm around Callie. "Father had been sick for the past year, growing ever more delusional. Now he gets to rest after having said his goodbyes."

Callie was crying, for her father and children. She had not yet gotten over the news of Relien's death.

Roberto nodded at his uncle's words. The fact that his father, younger brother, grandfather and probably his sister had all died in the past few months saddened him greatly. All that he had left was his mother, uncle and bastard brother. As he watched the priest place his hands on the coffin and pray to the Divines, it occurred to Rob that he was the last Stentor. Should he die, his family would end as he has no heir. That realization hit him like a punch to the stomach.