Moon Cake Topper นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The kitchen staff set up a table of sub sandwiches,with a dozen or so different types of chips and an assortment of desserts. Voices quiet as I walk past. When I reach the stairs of the cedar gazebo, I turn to face my pack and clear my throat. “Good Evening, all! I’m glad to see that even with members off at Copper Summit tonight, we still have a good group for our own run and festival. I know that this is our first supermoon without our Luna Lyra and it's my first time leading a lunar lap since. I apologize to you for not being here for the last two runs.” I pause drawing in a deep breath.

“You’re very demanding. With all these things happening on me and my family, how can I smile every time?” “Good point. Anyway, I just want you to enjoy the festival.” Before she could answer, a merchant called out to them. “Moon cakes! Fresh moon cakes!” Hevian immediately grabbed two boxes of sweet cakes and handed one to Una. “You didn’t even ask the price,” she said. The cakes had an intricate pattern, so Una thought it might be expensive. “I don’t need to. Do you like it?” “That must be nice.” Una looked at the cakes as if having an internal struggle to eat it or not. “I can’t pay for this.”

It was also easy to put her at the back of my mind as Ronan made it his mission to have me taste every single dish that was placed in front of us. “Try these mooncakes, they are from a Chinese menu and the chef had to learn them just for today,” Ronan said as he picked up another variety. “You would have me bloated and unable to fit in my dress at this rate…” I whined, unwilling to eat anything more. However, Ronan doesn’t budge and his eyes have an amused glint instead. “That’s the plan, my Queen. I’m planning to feed you until you are like a cute duck, maybe it would keep those men with bad intentions away from…”

{TW: reckless and dangerous behavior} The lights went out suddenly. "Happy birthday to you!" Damien started, his voice loud and clear. A large, extravagant three-tiered birthday cake was rolled out, illuminated by the soft glow of flickering candles. It was a masterpiece: the bottom tier a deep chocolate adorned with intricate golden swirls and rich red roses; the middle tier a classic vanilla, decorated with delicate lace-like patterns and silver pearls; and the top tier a striking strawberry, covered in a smooth white fondant with a single elegant rose at the center.

he said, taking another bite. "You didn't answer my question," Emily reminded him. Lowell gave her a smile before answering. "Red mooncakes are a symbol of eternal bond between two people." "Oh, then I guess you're going to propose to me all over again," Emily said, giggling. Lowell shook his head. ■■■■

I gave her a look which clearly said- seriously! “Oh no! I mean seriously look at it.”, she said and pulled me along. “I have never seen something this beautiful!”, Anna exclaimed as she joined us. The cake was not your regular rectangle or a square cake, but a sphere. It was the moon! The grey shade, perfect texture and intricate design of the craters were mind-blowing. It was made to perfection, but I felt sad thinking it will be destroyed and eaten up by people.

Adam found his way to my side in no time and his jaw fell open as I revealed the moon crest to him. His state of awe deepened as the moon crest glowed brighter at my touch. I picked it up and it continued to glow even brighter than it did before. Adam stumbled backward with his mouth still open as he kept pointing at the moon crest. “It glows even brighter when you touch it. That means you are the one it has truly chosen. It is you!” “You really think so, eh?!” I said to him with a wide grin. I carefully lifted the moon crest to my head. I had discovered that because of the way it was shaped like a half-moon, the moon crest could also double as a crown on its own.

He held up the package in his hands, “And this is a mooncake. They have a long history in this kingdom, and in my family.” I couldn’t pull myself away from his eyes, not when they traced over my face, studying my every reaction. I had to force myself to look down as he peeled back the sparkling paper, sending it careening into a bin with a nod of his head. It was a pastry, but one I hadn’t seen before. I was certain I hadn’t tried it during my time in Iridian. “You can only get them here, during the festival of Night.” He explained, again maneuvering us away from the crowd, which had once again begun to surge and grow around the booth we had visited.

"And Jake here's your new sign. Guys take off the blanket." "Welcome" at the top, and "Blue Moon Pack" across the bottom. It was a picture of a blue moon with a picture of Zeus's head in the upper corner of the moon, and a picture of his full body in the lower part of the moon howling. In the background there was a picture of his wolf sitting on a cliff. "Wow, you did this?" Jake asked. "Yes. Do you like it?" Rae asked. "No! I love it! Baby this is spectacular!" Jake said in awe.

I turned back toward the Pack Medical Center, the imposing building glowing softly against the night sky. Inside, the corridors were quiet. Most patients were sleeping, though a few night owls still peered out windows at the fading fireworks. I glanced down at the cake box in my hands, curiosity finally winning over my stubbornness. I carefully lifted the lid. The cake was stunning—vanilla buttercream with delicate silver and gold edging. In the center, a perfect full moon was depicted in golden icing that matched my eyes. "Too beautiful to eat alone," I said to no one in particular.