Olivia’s POV-
I saw a funeral procession for one of the Knights before, a couple of years back, and it brought tears to my eyes then. I never imagined that I would be here, that I would be a part of the funeral procession escorting our fallen President to his final resting place, before the phoenixes rise to take him to the streets of heaven, where he can ride forever.
As the future treasurer, I should be riding my own bike, but given what had happened to me and I am Daniel’s old lady, I was going to be allowed to ride on the back of Daniel’s bike. They were giving me a leeway because I am still new to this world, well at least compared to the rest of them. Not that I mind, I love riding backpack on Daniel’s bike. I had my arms firmly wrapped around his waist, as we rode in the process
