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| Winter | Jun 18 2008, 10:39 AM |
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Following the king, right behind the most important political figures, were the highest ranked soldiers. Usually they wore just black robes but now they also wore a royal purple scarves that covered their shoulders. The black whole body armor was mostly covered by the clothes but you could hear them well as they marched. Indigo was one of the fifty soldiers in the funeral fleet but she wasn't walking with most of the appreciated colleagues. She and few high level warriors were walking right next to the king's body with the Royal guards, helping to make sure no one had the chance to do anything stupid, like attack the corpse. How had she earned this position? Many high brow people knew her through her father. There was no question people seemed to connect her to her father. They arrived at the parade grounds and Indigo backed away from the king with the rest of the colleagues. She wasn't particularly sad about the king's death. Why should she be? She didn't know him personally. She just looked at the officials preparing him to be burnt. If it had been her choice, she would have skipped the whole parade. Fine, she would have come to watch for a while but at least she had been free to leave when ever she wanted. Now she had to remain at her spot, under the burning sun. The black and purple sure absorbed heat. She was used to difficult conditions but sure she wanted to avoid them like any other person. |
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