Chapter 2: The Funeral

"Blocking all exits from London must not let the murderer go. I want to hear the good news from the government within three days. Queen Victoria said coldly.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Prime Minister Robert Selsey replied solemnly.

Prime Minister Roberto Selsi knew that if the killer could not be apprehended within the time set by Her Majesty, then his days as Prime Minister would be over.

Although the United Kingdom is one of the most representative constitutional monarchies in the world, the rights of the British king have been too much restricted.

But no one can deny that Queen Victoria, who single-handedly created the glorious Victorian era, has regained a lot of power in her hands, and the appointment and dismissal of the prime minister is only a matter of one sentence.

"Where is Arthur now?" Queen Victoria asked with a sad look on her face.

"At the Royal Hospital, Princess Louis is there." Prime Minister Roberto Sersi responded.

Princess Louis was the wife of Duke Arthur, the grandniece of King Frederick IV of Prussia and the German Emperor Wilhelm I, and the cousin of the current German Emperor Wilhelm II, and Arthur's mother.

"Let's go, go see Arthur one last time, and see my poor child." Queen Victoria seemed to sigh in resignation, and her already aging body suddenly seemed to become much more rickety.

The Royal Infirmary is an ancient hospital built in the last century and is the private hospital of the entire British royal family.

It is home to renowned physicians from all over the UK and around the world, and is one of the top hospitals in the world.

A motorcade of horse-drawn carriages slowly departed from Buckingham Palace and headed straight for its destination, the Royal Hospital.

And in the Royal Hospital.

It had been two hours since Duke Arthur had been taken to the hospital, and Duke Arthur had lost his breath and heartbeat forever an hour earlier.

Sitting in front of Duke Arthur's body at this time were none other than his wife, Princess Louis, and his two daughters, Margaery, Patricia.

Even the youngest daughter, Patricia, is fourteen years old, and she is no longer the age of ignorance.

Seeing that his originally amiable father had lost his breath and was pale lying on the hospital bed in a blink of an eye, both Margaery and Patricia were a little unacceptable, lying on the body of Duke Arthur and crying.

Princess Louise on the side was a little better, and she was still able to control her slightly broken emotions, so that she would not be as uncontrollable as her two daughters.

But the red eye sockets and the hazy mist in the corners of the eyes also proved that Princess Louis was not in a good mood.

Knock knock!

With the sound of noisy footsteps, Princess Louise looked to the door and immediately spotted Queen Victoria, who was slowly walking by Arthur's hand.

"Your Majesty, Arthur." Princess Louis forcibly controlled her emotions and said.

In the West, whether it is a daughter-in-law or a son-in-law, they generally call their in-laws and father-in-law by their names.

In terms of Queen Victoria's honorable status, Princess Louis naturally cannot directly call Queen Victoria's name, but changes to an honorific title.

"Louis, Margaery, Patricia." Queen Victoria nodded slowly at Princess Louis, then looked at Margaery, Patricia, and finally slowly turned her gaze to Duke Arthur on the hospital bed, and said with difficulty: "Arthur! ”

"Arthur!"

When the name of Duke Arthur was called again, Queen Victoria had already hurried to Duke Arthur's bedside.

Stroking Duke Arthur's face, which had gradually become cold, Queen Victoria said slowly: "Arthur, don't worry, my mother will avenge you." I will also take care of Louis and the three little ones, and will definitely not let anyone hurt them. May God guide you to heaven, my son. ”

"Prime Minister Robert!" Turning her head, Queen Victoria, who was originally a sad mother who lost her child, became the monarch who had been in power for decades, and said coldly: "Check it out for me!" Whether it's London or the UK, whether it's Europe or the Americas. Catch any of the assassins' accomplices! At the same time, inform the world that any act of participating in or aiding the murderers is a declaration of war against the British Empire! Even at all costs, we have to find out! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll go at once." Prime Minister Roberto Sersi hastened to respond.

Queen Victoria, in her rage, is an existence that the entire British political arena must avoid, and no one dares to challenge Her Majesty's majesty, and no one dares to question Her Majesty's rights.

"Also, prepare for Arthur's funeral immediately, and don't let my children wait too long. The sooner Arthur is sent to heaven, the more reassured I will be. Queen Victoria instructed.

Western funerals are still more cumbersome, especially those buried in the specifications of a prince like Duke Arthur, and the process is even more cumbersome.

It is not only necessary to hire a bishop of the region to pray that the souls of the deceased can ascend to heaven, but also to wash the body, communion, etc.

The preparation of this series will take at least several days, which will not be tolerated by Queen Victoria.

"I understand, Your Highness." Prime Minister Roberto naturally did not dare to refuse, and hurriedly agreed.

Queen Victoria told Princess Louis and Margaery and Patricia for a long time before leaving with Arthur and the others.

7 January 1900, Royal Cemetery in Windsor, Berkshire, United Kingdom.

This is the private burial ground of members of the British royal family, where many high-ranking kings and royals of the centuries are buried. And now, there is one more skeleton in this land, and that is Duke Arthur.

Early in the morning, Queen Victoria attended the funeral with all the members of the royal family, accompanied by a team of royal guards for the ceremony and vigilance.

This distinguished Duke had a short but varied career as an officer in South Africa, Canada, Ireland, Egypt and India, and was now Commander-in-Chief of Ireland and the title of Chief of the Six Tribes of the Iroquois Alliance and Field Marshal of the United Kingdom.

This also led to the Duke of Arthur's funeral, and many people spontaneously saw off Duke Arthur.

Duke Arthur's coffin departed from the Royal Hospital and traveled slowly in the royal carriage to the Royal Cemetery.

Seen off by many British people and all members of the royal family and government officials, the coffin of Duke Arthur was also placed in the tomb prepared in advance, and the bishop gave his final blessing.

Arthur looked at all this, feeling a little dazed.

In less than three months, he had lost his father, Duke Arthur, who was very good to him, what should he do next?