With the crowd congesting the hall, it took over an hour for everyone to pay their respects at the funeral.

Helen Lane, Vicky Turnbull, Winter Lawrence, and Mona Fairfax were present too.

Even Elder Fango was there, seated at the main chair and watching everyone present impassively.

"And now, we shall hear from the mayor, Stanley Durban."

Silence ensued in the hall at the emcee's announcement. "Geon Kramer... Commissioner of Zamri."

On the stage, Stanley started reading from a script with a pained voice as the guests looked on. "Zamri has seen peace and stability under his leadership. Even if he has not achieved anything amazing, he was always a grounded man and one who would live on in our hearts..."

Vicky pursed her lips even as she listened. "Bullshit. A hedonistic commissioner who couldn't accomplish anything, and now, another brazen monkey is embellishing him for being a leader and a grounded man..." "Shush."

a finger to her lips, as everyone around

considerably for vouching

throat and shot pointed looks at Helen and Vicky, though he soon

reality, Geon had been a poor commissioner, constantly mingling with his group of

positive-he had caused the

just to find enough materials that could fit the

who were smart enough were hiding giggles too, as praising

his script, Stanley continued dramatically, "Now, let's mourn Commissioner Kramer in silence for

around the crystal coffin, all of them crying Geon's

much more

arm beside Winter, looking sick.

about the

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