A Luna for the triplets

She glared at him, her eyes staring straight at him. She could feel her blood rush and an urge to just yell back at the person before her. Without saying a word, Irene took a step, but her father’s hand grabbed hers and pulled her back."Don’t you walk away while I speak!" He fumed as he clutched her wrist so hard that she winced from the discomfort. "I hope I’m understood," he said to her, but she did not reply to him; instead, she tried to free her hand."You are hurting her, Sirius.""Shut up, woman!" Her father ordered it, interrupting her mother while still clutching her wrist tighter. "Have I made my point clear?" he asked, and this time Irene nodded.He released his hold on her and turned around. "Let’s get going, shall we?" he asked while moving ahead of them.Irene stood there, staring at her father’s back in anger. She could already picture herself running over with a dagger and stabbing him to death for hurting both her and her mother.From the corner of her eye, she could

She couldn’t believe it. She couldn't believe the king had three sons; her spouse was a triplet. She gazed around the hall, hoping to find it shocking for the invitees as well, but none of them seemed surprised, not even her father.So he knew? She wondered to herself, as she felt her blood boil, why her father couldn’t inform her about it. She regained her composure as one of the princes, the one with tied-up hair, stared in her direction, dissatisfied.Irene had never seen her chosen spouse, as she never bothered about it. She was just given the letter that she was going to get married to him, but she never spoke to the one she was going to spend her entire life with.They each sat down on their empty seats while she tried horribly to avoid staring at them but couldn’t. Soon, the king was up on his feet, and immediately, the noise died down. One could hear a pin drop as everyone waited without saying a word. Irene herself admired the powers of the royal family. She doubted her fathe