(Same day)
The Golden Pavillion,
Royal Garden.
2:19 pm
Perched on a beautifully crafted wooden chair, Luna Katelyn was attired in a snazzy, thin-strapped, thigh-length, sequinned red gown adorned by dazzling gold jewellery from head to toe.
With legs crossed, she was engrossed in a novel while Tina was positioned behind her, providing a soothing shoulder massage.
A porcelain bowl brimming with small and round-shaped purple fruits sat on her lap and she leisurely picked some to consume.
In contrast, outside the pavilion wreathed by the afternoon's sweltering heat, Evelyn, whose garments were soaked with sweat, was hoisting a big rock with her shaky hands raised. A pool of tears had long formed in her eyes but she tried to keep this pool locked within her eyelids. The Luna had commanded– a single tear mustn't escape.
As for why she was being punished this way?
According to Evelyn, the pill was successfully put into the breeder's food when she got the chance.
She said she even recorded
