"I never thought the Sun King truly died, not even the Fierce Father could save Him. It's a shame that Jack missed the chance Proud Sun created for Him to escape..."
The Lady of Sighing shook her head in regret.
Margaret stood aside, her expression unable to conceal her sorrow.
"My elder brother wouldn't die; he's so clever... this must be part of his plan, yes, it must be."
Judith muttered quietly, her face pale and downcast.
Her small hand clutched a seed tightly, the very "Wonderland Seed" that held Sanity, yet at this moment, it was withered and cracked, devoid of vitality.
Margaret walked over to her side, silently placing her hand gently on Judith's shoulder, seemingly to offer a shred of comfort.
The Cat God Maggie stood expressionless, emanating a cold aura.
It was difficult for the Passerby to make any presence felt, hiding at the back without interacting with any Angels present; he merely showed slight contemplation on his face, uncertain of what he was thinking.
