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Daphne Wexley (daphnelovering) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-06-06 20:44:00

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aime_laurent, amandine_devereux, charles_hurst, christopher_blake, daphne_wexley, demetri_blake, lucas_blake, lysander_mountford-miles, olivia_blake, tobias_hurst

THE FUNERAL
Subject: Lord John Wexley IV's memorial.
Where: The Wexley family home.
Who: Daphne Wexley
Warnings: N/A
Open to: everyone who would have attended the funeral.

"...Lord John Oliver Wexley IV was buried today, but his spirit will live on in the rest of us... Amen.." finished the priest as he crossed the grave and then there was silence for a few moments. The first noise came from Lady Wexley, letting out a bellow of sobs that was obviously for show but no one would dare confront her about it. Daphne stood in between her brother, Johnny, and Daniel Perkins, trying her best to hold in any emotions that were fighting their way to the surface. Tears streamed down her face, but she made no noise, simply stared straight ahead and made eye contact with no one.

The party moved to the Wexley's family home where the guests were able to meet, discuss, and remember the passing of a very important man. Refreshments had been set up next to a rather large painting of John Wexley IV. Plenty of chairs and sofa's and places for people to sit and converse. Though, the object of the after party was to uplift the deceased and speak about him, but like any other party, everyone had their own objectives as to being there.

Daphne stood at the picture of her father, holding the glass of wine that Daniel had given her, not moving. She didn't to move, show emotion, talk, eat or drink. Knowing, though, that her mother was pretending to be completely beside herself, it was up to Daphne to be the hostess. Thank God for Johnny, though. He took up most of the duties himself.

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ex_joiedeviv804
2008-06-08 04:34 am UTC (link)

Olivia, as she always seemed to do when out and about, wandered away from her brothers. She loved them a great deal, but she was feeling restless and needed to move about. There was something about funerals or perhaps just grief in general, that made her restless. The last funeral she had been to was that of her own father, that had been difficult but at least since it was her father she was able to sneak out into the garden for a few moments. Someone at the time, she could not remember who, said to her that she wanted to run away from death. She wasn't sure about that, but she knew she was compelled to move about.

Finding one of her close friends she came up to stand beside her, her eyes watching the crowd. "A little close in here." she said merely to be saying something. She wanted to find Daphne and give her a hug and tell her that life goes on, even without fathers, but the two were not that close. She could also remember others trying to comfort her when she had lost her father, they had meant well, but it had done nothing but make her angry. She was thankful that Lizzie had yet to experience the pains of losing a father, and she hoped her friend would have many more years before that happened.

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