Before they made the procession to the hero's tomb, Guarf gently admonished Luperci, whispering, "This is not a tourist attraction, lassie. This is a solemn day. We may celebrate a life well-lived in the service of others, but not our own vanity." Luperci nodded. She was trying to comprehend the gravitas of the moment, but was still too young to completely understand. Her path had been chosen for her long before the path to Uther's monument was laid. They said their prayers to themselves, and kept their own counsel on their thoughts.
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