Visiting the Elven Village (2)

The Elven cemetery was in a plaza at the edge of the village.

It lay beside a flower garden that opened up suddenly in the depths of the forest.

Stones were arranged across the ground, and each one had a name carved into it.

The village chief and the Elven guards were waiting at the cemetery entrance.

They were waiting for Mabel and me to finish paying our respects.

Though perhaps they were merely staying nearby so they could ask us to handle the matter as soon as we finished.

Mabel and I walked slowly through the cemetery.

Mabel led me forward and—

Then she stopped in front of a small grave in one corner.

"...Father. Mother."...