I owe you a favor

Early in the morning, the capital city was still covered in the darkness. Suddenly, the teleportation gate activated and 2 figures came out of it.

It was the old patriarch Drona Lionheart and his son Ragnar. Without taking any action in the blue planet, the old patriarch, Drona came back with his wife's Tomb. 

"Father, should I inform everyone?" King Ragnar asked with a questioning look.

"No need. I will personally bury your mother's body in the ancestral burial Ground. There is no need for any Royal arrangements and processions. Later, inform your brother about this." The old patriarch, Drona declared before mounting his Hawk pet.

Ragnar nodded his head and followed his father, Drona. Both of them flew towards the fire mountains where the ancestor Hall was located.