Chapter 252 Farewell

A small group gathered in the cemetery near Nikolas and Eliza’s home that Saturday for Nikolas’s funeral. We created a singular line encircling the open grave, with the Priestess of the Moon standing behind the tombstone. Noah and I stood at the foot of the grave, staring directly into the gaping hole. “Brothers and sisters,” the Priestess began, “we are gathered here today to put to rest our most honorable Brother, Nikolas Vanderbilt. Nikolas was known to many of us as an eccentric fellow but a fine dressmaker…”