Reborn Luna Queen: Mated to His Big Brother(His Abandoned Luna)
The air here smelled different— herbs, something bitter and earthy, and beneath it all, the faint metallic tang of magic.
Alaric knocked twice on the heavy oak door before pushing it open.
"Endora," he called, his voice softer than that usual. "I want you to meet Lilac, my Luna."
There goes the introduction! I should be used to it by now, right?
The inside of the cottage was warm, lit by the golden glow of dozens of candles. Dried herbs hung from the ceiling, their fragrances mingling with the scent of burning sage. Shelves lined the walls, crammed with jars of powders, tinctures, and things I couldn’t, and didn’t want to, identify.