Alice took a deep breath.
She stood before a gravestone placed just outside of the city. Unfortunately, she didn't know where Renna would prefer to be buried.
She didn't know where the World Tree was, and she didn't know if Renna had any extended family.
"I'm not a very good friend, am I?" Alice smiled bitterly.
Letting out a sigh, she sat next to the grave. On it was marked a single line.
Here lies Renna, Lord of the Sacred Grove.
A simple gravestone. One that Alice didn't know what she should have written on it.
Should she have mentioned her love for alcohol? Or was that too disrespectful towards the dead?
She reached into her pouch and pulled out a single bottle.
A bottle of pure luxury, one that you can't get anymore.
The most expensive mead in the world.
Ayrian Mead.
