Chapter 91: Preparations for Zena's Farewell
The air inside Zena's home was heavy with the weight of the dead. Orion could swear it smelled like the dead also but he may be exaggerating.
The curtains had been drawn to dim the sunlight, muting the noise from the streets beyond. Outside, the early rhythms of the Festival were only just beginning but here it felt like another world entirely.
Orion stood in the middle of the main room, Ronan who had called out to Orion using a megaphone wasn't even in the home yet.
Two coroners moved respectfully along the edge of the room, preparing their tools for the temporary preservation ritual. One murmured an incantation along with Madam Tyler over a small bowl of clean water while the other laid a clean white shroud on a table they had brought with them.
