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Chapter Forty-four

Author: U.F.R
last update Huling Na-update: 2024-11-03 22:21:05

Cassiopeia Nyx

"You look beautiful, Luna"

I glanced at Rori, her long hair ruffled all over face as she smiled, the warmth exuding from her fought against the chills developing in my spine.

My coronation day.

Luna Queen.

I ran my fingers over the soft fabric of the ceremonial robe that had been prepared for me. a deep green with intricate brown stitching and embroidery, at the sleeves and bottom of the robes, there was a small forest carefully embroidered.

A gentle knock at the door startled me, pulling me from my thoughts. I turned to see Martha, her face lit with a proud smile as she entered the room.

She cooed, as she stepped closer to me."You look so beautiful dear". Her smile was uplifting, like physically uplifting. She fretted over how i was still thin but not in a condescending way, in a way that spoke of volumes of concern.

Rori greeted her softly and they began to converse about me, and how to sneak more proteins into my food, totally ignoring the fact that i was standing
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