The Maiden and The Mother left the chamber and summoned the burial team to collect The Crones body.
The sisters and brothers were in a frenzy trying to set up for the festivities and celebration. There were streamers adorning the awnings of a stage in the center of a field. Garland wrapped around streetlamps. Decorated lanterns made to look like stars, floated above their heads. Vendors had set up in the park selling delicious deserts and salty snacks, jewelry and clothing. Some had set up art stations to make
Death wasn't mourned; it was celebrated. Though behind closed doors loved ones felt their absence. They weren't immune to the pain of loss. However, in public, tears just weren't shed.
And when The Crone past a new one would be elected from a selection of powerful women of a certain age.
Arya would be heartbroken not being here for the festivities, but she picked war over coven. She would miss this because of that loyalty.
