The Heartbreak of A Lifetime

[GREROTH]

Greroth was white all over. Everyone was dressed in white, not to mention the doors that were covered in white, even the gates. 

Anything that could be seen by everyone was covered in white. It was a beautiful sight, but it was also a sight that screamed of a loss that shouldn't have happened, a loss they were never ready for. 

Alanor looked at the warlocks mourning their high priestess, children mourning the woman who had been so kind and loving to them. 

The men and women were mounting a leader and a friend, someone they had lived with their lives and someone who was not scared to give up her life for them. They were broken by the new reality and the bank space that Criselda had left was too much. 

As Alanor and the team walked through the kingdom, they could see how everyone was in a lot of pain.