<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Even before he approached the biers, Cameron felt tears pricking.  "I was never supposed to have to do this," he murmured.  "Never.  I was supposed to die protecting one of you -- I should have been placed in the Knight Protectorate crypt long before any of you."  His fingers tightened on the flowers he held.  He could see from the entrance the bier that held his dearest friend -- the man he'd considered a brother in all that mattered.<br/>
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With a sob, Cameron stepped up to Tiberius' bier and fell helplessly to one knee.  "I should have been here," he sobbed.  "Ty, I -- I could not have save you from this but I should have been here.  If only I -- "  He tried to continue but the tears stole his voice.  It only got worse when he looked beyond Tiberius to his dear Mayaserena.  He would have gone to her, but his legs no longer would support him.  "Maya, my dear sweet Maya -- the only blessing I see is that you went first, and did not have to see your husband and children go."<br/>
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One hand come up to cover his mouth, the other resting on the edge of the stone bier that held his King.  Helpless in his grief, Cameron just -- just fell to pieces there in the crypt, unable to comprehend the loss of so many people he'd loved, and utterly helpless to withstand the sorrow.</span></span>