LUNE
Sybil smiled warmly as she settled into the chair, her eyes studying Lune carefully. After a moment of silence, she spoke, her voice gentle but filled with purpose.
“Lune, there’s something important I need to tell you about our family traditions,” she began. Lune looked at her, curious. “You see, the wedding you had, the one with your family, was only the first part of our customs. In our family, we always have two wedding ceremonies—one for each side. The first was for your family, a way to honor where you came from, but the second… well, that one is for Arlo’s family, and it’s much more public.”