Juliet Aldos' funeral was a dignified one, Nathan made sure of it. Even though she had never been fond of him, and even though according to recent events she technically wasn't even his mother, she was the woman who had raised him and deserved to be sent away respectfully.
The king was too devastated to do anything, and Clovis and Jeffrey hadn't gotten over the shock either, so all the arrangements fell on Nathaniel's head which he didn't mind. Although, after finding out about his true identity, his plans had changed a bit.
After the burial, Nathan joined his grieving father in the royal library with a jug of wine in hand and two cups. The poor man looked like he'd aged overnight, and Nathan almost felt bad for him. "Some wine father?"
"Please.."