His Luna
He curses as he tries to find her with her scent.
Charlene has this distinct scent that Adhler could always distinguish. But somehow, for some reason, he could not find her.
Adler stared at the letter handed by Daimon earlier and crumpled it before putting it inside his pocket. He walked past the ocean of people gathering for the festival.
'Where are you, Samarah?'
***
"I told you to not approach me,"
"Louise,"
"You don't get the right to call me by my name, Your Highness," Louise gritted her teeth. It's getting darker now, and the festival is getting louder.
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